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The first guest was a bat.
It landed in the centre of the grid and looked toward both sides as though surprised nobody else had arrived for the funeral.
A green diamond sat below it.
One red heart appeared near the right edge.
The remaining spaces filled with letters and enough empty social distance to make the bat’s attendance feel personal.
Nothing paid.
I spun again at €1.00.
Muertos Magic had arranged its 5×3 grid inside a stone wall covered with blue and purple flowers. Sugar skulls smiled from the reels. A skeletal gentleman wore a black top hat and green suit. A grey dog showed its teeth beneath a collar of red flowers. Bats, hearts, clubs and diamonds occupied the remaining positions.
Everything looked ready for a celebration among the dead.
The dead had not coordinated transport.
Three hearts connected for €1.20.
A line of clubs returned €1.00.
Two sugar skull Wilds appeared on separate reels and stared across the centre at one another, both apparently waiting for somebody else to organise the haunting.
The skeletal gentleman landed repeatedly.
He wore the expression of a man who had attended several funerals, including his own, and found the seating arrangements beneath him.
The dog appeared beside him.
The bat appeared above.
Nobody formed a useful line.
Small payments arrived with ceremony far larger than their value. Flowers brightened. Blue fire moved through the stone border. The Wild skull opened its mouth and produced enough light for the entire street.
€2.40.
Then nothing.
A funeral band could have followed each win and still spent most of the evening waiting for work.
Cash symbols began appearing after the first dozen spins.
Blue, ghostly panels carrying skulls and monetary values.
€2.00.
€6.00.
€12.00.
Usually one at a time.
Sometimes two.
They occupied the reels like reserved tombs with prices written across the front.
Five landed together once.
That was not enough.
The grid held €2.00, €4.00, €10.00, €12.00 and €20.00 in separate positions.
One more Cash symbol would have opened the Hold and Respin.
The final reel gave me a dog.
He looked directly at the forty-eight euros of visible burial property and contributed no money.
The symbols cleared.
The cemetery reset.
By the thirty-fourth spin, the base game had returned €9.40 from €34.00 spent.
I was €24.60 down.
The next round finally filled the procession.
Six Cash symbols landed.
€2.00.
€4.00.
€6.00.
€10.00.
€12.00.
€16.00.
They occupied the grid around one skeletal gentleman, who remained in the middle looking like the only person qualified to read the will.
The six blue prizes froze.
Everything else disappeared.
Three respins appeared.
Muertos Magic removed the mourners, widened the silence and transferred the money into its own private cemetery.
Each Cash symbol remained in the same position.
Nine spaces were still empty.
The first respin brought nothing.
The counter dropped.
The locked prizes continued glowing beneath the flowers, six expensive gravestones waiting for additional residents.
The second respin delivered €20.00 into the lower-right corner.
It locked.
The counter returned to three.
That was the rhythm.
The cemetery offered three chances to attract another occupant. Each arrival restarted the vigil.
A €4.00 Cash symbol entered near the top.
Reset.
Then €6.00.
Reset.
The grid was filling unevenly, with the left side beginning to resemble a properly occupied family plot while the centre remained full of open ground.
I began assigning imaginary seating.
The €20.00 symbol could go near the front.
The two €6.00 prizes belonged together.
The €2.00 value could sit near the dog if he returned.
This was unnecessary.
The only available guests were money and darkness.
Another Cash symbol arrived.
€2.00.
Ten of the fifteen positions were now occupied.
The visible total reached €82.00.
Five spaces remained.
The respins continued.
Nothing.
Two chances.
Nothing again.
One.
The final respin produced blue light, several empty panels and no new Cash symbol.
The cemetery closed with ten occupied positions.
No complete grid.
No Mega.
No last-second €200 prize rising from beneath the flowers.
The Hold and Respin paid €82.00.
The session moved from €24.60 down to €57.40 ahead.
That should have been a perfectly good ending.
The skeleton had distributed the estate.
The blue Cash graves had paid.
The night could have ended before the flowers began charging overtime.
I returned to the base game.
The cemetery started taking the money back.
Not violently.
Muertos Magic did everything with candles.
The next stretch lasted eighty-three spins.
The base grid offered occasional line wins and several nearly useful Scatter arrangements. A sugar skull Wild helped the gentleman across four reels for €4.00. Hearts returned €2.00. The dog appeared three times on the left and found no relative on the fifth reel.
The base game returned €16.00 during that entire stretch.
The rest disappeared beneath stone, flowers and a soundtrack far too festive for what was happening to the balance.
The Scatter symbols were gravestones.
Three were required on reels one, three and five.
The first pair arrived early.
One on the first reel.
One on the fifth.
The centre displayed a bat.
The bat had attended the correct ceremony in the wrong capacity.
Another round placed Scatters on reels one and three.
The fifth reel stopped on the skeletal gentleman.
He stood beside the missing gravestone in formal clothing, apparently ready to deliver a speech about why the feature would not begin.
The third pair came on reels three and five.
Reel one gave me the dog.
The dog looked pleased to be included.
Nobody had asked for him.
The session passed through profit, returned to level and continued slightly below the starting point.
The first feature had paid €82.00.
The cemetery had spent most of the next hour proving it could bury eighty-two euros again if given suitable lighting.
When the proper Scatters finally landed, I was €9.60 down overall.
Reel one.
Reel three.
Reel five.
Three gravestones stood across the grid with one empty reel between each, forming the most carefully spaced funeral procession of the night.
Five Free Spins opened.
The central three reels moved together.
Instead of spinning separately, reels two, three and four merged into one broad chamber where a single mega symbol could occupy the entire centre.
The ordinary 5×3 cemetery had removed several walls to accommodate larger dead people.
The first mega symbol was the skeletal gentleman.
He filled the middle of the screen from top to bottom, top hat nearly touching the feature counter, green coat stretched across the central reel.
Smaller gentleman symbols landed on the outer reels.
Not enough connected.
The giant skeleton stood between two relatives who had arrived on different rows.
The family portrait failed.
The next Free Spin brought a mega sugar skull Wild.
It occupied the whole central chamber, red eyes burning, flowers surrounding its face. Matching hearts landed on the first and fifth reels.
The enormous skull connected everything between them.
€8.40.
The Wild smiled across three merged reels with the calm satisfaction of a deceased person who had personally removed several walls to improve one payline.
The following spin paid €2.40 through clubs and a smaller Wild.
Then the gravestones returned.
One Scatter on reel one.
A mega Scatter occupied the merged central reel, large enough to appear responsible for several burials but still counting as one.
The third Scatter landed on reel five.
Three.
Another five Free Spins were added.
The central mega gravestone stood above the grid while the two outer Scatters completed the arrangement. The cemetery had finally discovered that enlarged symbols still needed ordinary paperwork from both sides.
Ten Free Spins in total.
The second half of the feature became a parade of oversized mourners.
A mega bat filled the centre and produced nothing, hanging across three reels with its wings open while the outer symbols declined to provide enough bats for a line.
A giant red heart arrived next.
The two smaller hearts on reel one were useful.
Reel five gave me a K.
The heart occupied most of the funeral and still attended alone.
Then the skeletal gentleman returned as a mega symbol.
This time, smaller versions appeared on both outside reels.
The full-width line formed.
€12.00.
The giant gentleman tipped his hat while several miniature copies disappeared around him. It looked less like a win and more like one dead aristocrat absorbing the rest of his family to avoid dividing the inheritance.
Bats later added €3.20.
Hearts and a sugar skull Wild contributed another €2.00.
The remaining spins produced flowers, dogs and giant symbols unable to find the correct outer relatives.
No six-Cash landing appeared during the feature.
No second Hold and Respin.
No infinite retrigger.
The last mega symbol was the dog.
A grey face filled the three central reels, teeth visible, red flowers around its neck.
One smaller dog landed on the left.
Nothing matched on the right.
The giant dog stared across the final reel at a blue J.
The J remained calm under pressure.
The feature ended at €28.00.
After everything, the session finished €18.40 ahead.
Two proper features.
Ten Free Spins.
One Hold and Respin.
Several mega skeletons.
A giant bat.
Enough flowers to decorate every grave in the district.
Eighteen euros and forty cents.
The ordinary grid returned.
The walls moved back into place.
The skeletal gentleman appeared on reel two. The dog sat on reel four. One bat occupied the centre, almost exactly where the first bat had landed at the beginning of the night.
I did not spin again.
The procession had completed a full circle.
The dead had expanded the cemetery, filled ten Cash graves, removed the central walls and extended their own funeral by five spins.
At sunrise, they left me €18.40 and one bat responsible for closing up.
Gemstone rewards the brave — by eating them last.