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It was dark. Very dark. A familiar creature slowly opens his eyes to find himself completely trapped, inside of a very dimmed room filled with nothing but medical objects scattered across the floor. His eyes gaze upon what looked like a stretcher that has been left alone in years and sat abandoned. The room was dim but it took the creature a few seconds to regain better lighting.His eyes gaze upon the fuzzy paw that stood limp but thankfully it was not broken. It took a few moments for his vision to regain back to normal, only to find everybody else; one canine, wearing a magenta-ish colonel outfit with it's hat no longer on its head, the next were two robots; one has a barrel wrapped around its entire body, and the other was wearing a mining helmet with self-built goggles wrapped around it. Finally lays a human being, wearing their superhero outfit, sitting limp and motionless.His ringing was buzzing like a television static, but regained back to normal a second later. Letting out a pained groan, "W-Where am I?" The feathered avian slowly gets up to look around what looks like an abandoned warehouse room, scattered with nothing but medical objects. Before he could get a little closer, he was halted as he felt something drag him away. Getting up, the avian's eyes soon gaze upon what looked like chains attached to his left ankle.The dog was next to open his eyes, and his eyes shrank in pure terror to notice the chains wrapped around his ankle, and there's no point in getting them out unless there's something to do so. "E-ENEMY CONTACT--"That voice startled the rest of the team members awake. First came the superheroine, then the pirate robot, last was the mining robot.
"W-What's going on here--" A feminine voice groaned in pain before noticing the chains wrapped around her ankle, but this time it was attached to her right ankle instead. "W-WHO DID THIS!?""GUYS! NOBODY PANIC!" The avian got up before stumbling onto the floor as the chains dragged him down. "Listen, Max," The avian would finally reveal the heroine's name. "There has to be a way out.""Why bother!? The chains are short and there's no point in escaping now!!" Max shouted as she snapped back, still focusing her gaze against the chains wrapped around her lower leg. "Besides, there's nothing to get out of these anyway!"Suddenly, the television screen turns on into a static, and all five brawlers turn around to gaze their eyes upon it. It took a second for the static to fade into what appeared to be a puppet that almost resembled one of those horror movies. It had swirls on both cheeks and it had black, long hair that was cut down by its shoulders. It was also wearing a tuxedo with a red bowtie around the collar of its dress shirt."Hello, fellow brawlers.." The puppet would start speaking in a very deep, masculine voice that startled the once-weak mining robot awake. "If you know me, I know you..""Alright, what did you do to us!?" The biker bird would shout, but the puppet ignored him and continued his sentence furthermore."I want to play a game.."Max's eyes would glue against the screen that continued showing the creepy puppet opening his mouth to finish describing what to do in order to escape the room."You wake up in an abandoned warehouse far, far away from your residing homes," The puppet's deep, masculine voice was enough to send shivers down the crow's spine. "Each one of your ankles are chained up together to prevent you all from escaping, but there's a key hidden somewhere in this room."The superheroine looked around the room to see if there was a key in sight, but to make matters worse, it was small and it makes it impossible to find it; even when her ankle is chained up against the wall."Either find the key or use the saw to do it yourself.." At first Max didn't know what it mean, but as she noticed the saw right beside her, her eyes shrank like bead from pure terror. There's no way in hell she'll ever do this, not even in a million lightyears. "All five of you have three minutes to find the key. Hurry up, live or die, make your choice.."Finally, the television screen turns off and the timer starts to ring. With three minutes on the clock, Max looks around to see if there's any way to escape without hurting herself, but with the chains on her ankle, it's impossible to find it sooner than later."OooOOohh, this is bad.." The colonel canine would let out a whimper, but as he banged his fist against what appeared to be a metallic chest beside him, something poked onto his leg, startling the canine out of his thoughts. He lowered his head and soon after, he found what looked like the same key that was depicted in the picture from the puppet's interview. "Guys, I found it!"The group's smile grew as the dog proceeded to unlock the chains, setting himself free before he could do the same to everybody else. First came Max, then the pirate robot, next was the mining robot, then finally last was the crow. It only took the canine less than a minute to set everybody free, but that's when things had gotten out of hand."Congratulations, Ruffs.." The puppet would finally reveal the dog's name, "In less than a minute, you managed to free everybody else from the chains.""It was my pleasure, si--" Ruffs smiled meekly but before he could finish his sentence, the puppet halted him from saying anything else."However, we just started.." The puppet began, "There's more than just one key in this room. Another.."That is when this led the canine colonel into pure anger, but before he could run up to punch the television screen, Max ran up as quick as lightning to Ruffs, stopping him from doing any more damage from not only himself, but the property as well."Ruffs, cut it out!" Max snapped back as she dragged the colonel canine away from the television screen. "Punching's not gonna make us escape sooner!""There's another key in order to escape the first room," As the puppet finished speaking, Ruff's face shifted into fury. "But it is hidden somewhere around here."Before Max could say anything, she hasn't even noticed the blanket that stood flat against the floor, but what makes it suspicious is that it was covering what looks like a hole to the crow's point of view. "In your eyes you see a blanket that was covering what looks like a hole dug up on the floor. When you uncover the blanket,"The biker avian would step closer to uncover the hole as he yanks the blanket away, only for the group to freeze dead in their tracks as they lay their eyes on what looked like a hole, covered in nothing but syringes. Most of them were clean, but some of them were dirty enough to make them incredibly sick to their stomachs."You find a needle pit that was sitting abandoned long ago. There's a key hidden in this pit, and you have four minutes to find it.." Ruffs would swallow a nervous lump in his throat, but is relieved to find out the group had enough time to find the hidden key. What makes it worse is that some of the needles were sat abandoned enough to carry what makes them sick.
"Make your choice. Live or die.." Were those last words before the television screen turned off, leaving the rest of the group dead in shock."Doooh, this is-- Crow!?" Ruff would begin ordering the biker avian as he pointed a finger towards him. "Find the damn key..""RUFFS!? ARE YOU CRAZY!?" Max snapped back as she slammed both hands against the colonel canine with anger in her eyes. "That could kill him!""One gets to die, everybody else gets to escape!" Ruffs would bark back as he bared his teeth, only for the pirate robot to stop the two from arguing."Everybody! Just stop!" The barrel robot would push both Max and Ruffs out from each other's faces. Letting out a sad sigh, "I'll find the key."That is when the group's faces shifted in a mixture of terror and worry. "N-No, Darryl--"That feminine voice finally revealed the robot's name; 'Darryl'. "I'm a robot, and I'm immune to needles. Arrr, don't make such a big deal about it!"As Darryl leaps inside the needle pit, a loud crashing sound can be heard, sending various types of needles flying until the rest hits the ground, while one hits one of the group members. Max would shield herself, the mining robot, and Ruffs from the flying needles, while Crow on the other hand still didn't have time to do so, and that is when that needle hits his arm, causing the bird to yelp in pain."Crow!" Max would shout back as she ran towards the crow struggling to pull the needle out. "Just..stay still, alright?""That needle's carryin' a bunch of diseases!" Ruffs started before attempting to stop Max from doing so, but she pushed him off. Luckily the dog managed to stop himself from what Darryl had leaped into. "I'm serious, Max! You're lucky you didn't get me killed from that!""I'm trying to save Crow, is all!" Max growled before she managed to pull the needle out of the avian, causing the bird to scream but covered his beak in an instant. "You alright?" Crow nodded in response.In less than a minute, Darryl manages to reach his arm out of the needle pit with the key in his hand. Pulling himself out of the pit, Darryl would fall to his knees and pass out, causing the group to watch in horror."Darryl!" Max shouted, but Crow stopped her from going any closer.
"I-I-I'm..fine.." Darryl would mutter out a few words before managing to gain his consciousness back, causing the rest of the group to sigh in relief."That was a close one." Crow sighed before noticing time was running out. Two minutes on the clock, they were wasting their time now. "Crap-- Darryl, give me the key."Darryl shakily drops the key against Crow's palm before running towards the door. He struggled to find the keyhole for a few seconds before successfully finding the right keyhole to unlock it. Turning the doorknob sideways, the door opens and that leads to the timer coming to a stop. Max, Ruffs, and Carl started cheering for Crow while Darryl on the other hand struggled to move even further. Despite being a robot, multiple syringes were enough to cause this barrel robot to lose energy; even with syringes that were abandoned a long time ago."Congratulations, Crow." The television screen pops back on and it reveals the same puppet from earlier. "However, we're not done yet..""What do you mean we're not done yet!?" Crow's voice sounded serious and strict, yet the puppet ignored him."As you make your way out of the start," The puppet would start talking, "You reach a dead end to find three doors beside each other. One of them is safe, while the rest are deemed to be deadly. Make your choice, live or die.."The television turns out by itself and soon Crow led everybody else out of the starting room; including the now needle-pricked Darryl. His legs were weak and clammy from the pit he leaped into, but that didn't stop there. He and the rest wanted to get out there safely. As the group reach a dead end across the hallways, Crow came to a stop and so did everybody else, gazing upon the three doors that were attached to the wall.One of them leads to safety, but the rest do not. They're deemed to be deadly.Crow would look around the room only to find a tape that was sitting on the floor unused. Picking up the device, he presses his finger against the button, and it said,
"You reach the dead end in the hallways, and you come across the three doors that are next to each other. One of them is deemed safe but the rest are deadly."
Crow's brows furrow but decided not to talk throughout the tape recording.
"There is a clue around the hallway you're in. Only one clue that determines which door leads to safety."
He would hear those final words,
"Make your choice, live or die.."
before the tape shuts off, leaving the group in bewilderment. However this doesn't stop Crow. There is no time limit on figuring out which door is deemed safe, but it's going to take long to look for a clue to figure which way is to a safer escape.The mining robot would gaze his eyes upon a discarded piece of paper that stood abandoned on the floor. Running towards it, the smaller robot picks it up and it read,
"Of all the rooms you take, two of them lead to death. One of them leads to safety, but as scratch marks remain abandoned, only one of them is deemed unharmed."
"So that mean'th--" The nerdy robot would run back towards Ruffs where he stood silently, averting his eyes against the door that sat abandoned. The brown door next to Ruffs had dust all over, and it had scratch marks across the wooden frame. That makes the door on the right dangerous. "Thith one'th dangerouth!""Okay, and have you checked the other one?" Max would point a finger towards the other door, and Carl took another look at it. This door had suffered as much damage as the other door did before, but this time it had several deep scratch marks all over it, and it had dents that are prominent. Turns out the middle one was the dangerous one yet, leaving to only the left door in this room the safest way to escape.Those clues had worked, but it only made it easier hence the damages it went through. Carl would jump as high as he could in order to reach the doorkob, but alas, he was too short. He couldn't reach the knob. Crow noticed Carl was struggling and soon walked over to pick him up, letting the robot have a chance to open the safest door possible.Opening the door, the group would stop dead in their tracks to hear the puppet's voice blare out the speakers. "Congratulations, Carl." The jigsaw puppet started, "However this was just the beginning.""What do you mean this was just the beginning?" Max would snap back as her brows furrowed, but the creepy puppet ignored her."The safest route to escape wasn't just an escape route. It's a route to another game."Another game!? Crap, it's going to go on for hours, isn't it? As the group slowly made their way outside the hallway, they were soon greeted to what looks like an empty interrogation room, but this time it's a lot bigger. There were no tables around, and the floor was tiled but broken enough to easily take it out.The voice blared across the room. "In this room, you'll spend your time looking for the key that leads to safety.""Oh, well this doesn't seem to be that difficult.." Max would grow a wide, determined grin on her face before fading into a frown as the puppet finished speaking.
"But as you investigate, a sickly, toxic gas would linger across the room, making it a lot harder to find the key sooner." Those were the words that battered into the heroine's skull out of shock, freezing dead in surprise. "There is no time limit, but make your choice. Live or die.."The speakers turned off and the door clicked, that would cause Crow in a panic as he ran towards the door in an attempt to escape, yet to no avail. He let out a loud and defeated, "DAMMIT!!" before going back to where the group was at. "What do we do!?""Crow, it's not going to be that bad.." Max sighed still ignoring the fact the room is going to linger any second. "I mean without the toxic air thing, we would be able to find the key sooner, can we?"Max spoke too soon. The air vents would escape from its prison and soon after, a gray cloud of smoke started to release from the vents, starting to linger across the room in seconds. Ruff would take a small sniff before clutching his nose. It smelt like a mixture of those same clouds they see in brawl battles, carbon monoxide, and burnt smoke.Max would begin to cough before she clutched her nose out of fear. Crow was the next, then Carl last. Despite being a robot, Carl was not immune to this kind of smell, and that would lead to him struggling to keep his breath up. Darryl on the other hand was immune to that, and he would only last longer than the others. Their nostrils burned, their lungs burned, and their breath was short. They couldn't keep up with the nauseous odor that resembled smoke, and soon the heroine ran out of breath and fell to her knees.As a result, Max would start to dry heave. Crow attempted to find the key that was hidden in one of the tiles, but unfortunately his breath gave up and his vision dimmed. With one breath, the biker avian would start coughing followed by sounds of dry heaving but no signs of vomiting yet. Ruffs was the next brawler in line to last longer than Crow's, but after several attempts to look for the key hidden underneath the ground, he gave up and started coughing violently. Carl was last, and alas he only lasted shorter than Max, causing the smaller robot to fall on his knees and started dry heaving like everybody else; all except for the tank himself, Darryl.Being the robot with bigger survival instincts that he is, it only took Darryl less than three minutes to finally find the key he was looking for. Despite all the dry heaving, Crow was the first for his gag reflexes to give up and started to expel his contents all over the tile. Max did the same, but after she finished, she fell limp and passed out. Ruffs didn't start like Max and Crow did, but after holding his breath was enough for him to lose consciousness. Carl did the same as Ruffs.As Darryl grabbed the key out of the dirt-covered ground, the toxic, gray air soon was sucked out, and replaced with what smelled like mint and ocean breeze, followed by a hint of essential oils. Turns out the puppet was replacing the toxic gas with something that could get everybody else to take a minute or so to heal up."Congratulations, Darryl.." The puppet began, and soon everybody else slowly got up, taking a minute to regain their consciousness. "Even without time limit, it still counts as the first win from you.""Yarrr, don't sweat it! This barrel was meant to roll!" The pirate robot responded back, ignoring the sickly groans escaping from the top of the group's lungs."We're only two games away, Darryl.." That is when this sent Darryl to the edge. On the brink of attacking the puppet that his voice blared from the speakers, it took a bit for the robot to calm himself down. "Head over to the next room and test your luck..""Well, Darryl," Crow sighed, followed by a few soft coughs, "I guess this is it. Two more games then we're out of here!"Crow's smile on his face faded as Darryl opened the door, leading the rest of the group of the empty room. It took a while for the others to reach what looked like a furnace room. It had a very large oven compared to the ovens they have at most furnace rooms, and it smelt of burnt smoke but not as bad as the last trap."You head inside the furnace room in order to escape, you'll find not just antidotes, but the next key to safety." The puppet's masculine voice began, startling the now-weak Max out of her thoughts. "One of the chains is connected to the furnace, and if you're not careful enough, the door will close and you will face a deadly aftermath.."That would lead to Carl shaking in fear. He did not want to go in there, even as a smaller robot who could fit in the furnace, yet he never wanted to be burnt alive. That would ruin himself and his circuit parts that would kill him.
"Good luck. Make your choice. Live or die..""I.." Carl started before he would swallow a nervous lump in his throat. "I don't think thith ith a--"Ruff snarled in annoyance and large paws would grab onto Carl's waist mid-sentence, and soon followed by a scream of terror. Crow's eyes shrank as Ruffs manhandled the smaller robot in an attempt to get the key out of the furnace, but the biker avian wasn't having any of it."RUFFS, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!?" Crow cursed loud as he dragged the canine away whilst still holding the scared robot in his arms. The biker bird snatched Carl from the burly canine's hands and curdled him up like a baby. "JUST WHAT ARE YOU THINKING!?""Carl gets to be in charge! NOT ME!!" Ruffs barked before Max could push both Crow and the canine away from their faces.
"CUT IT OUT!!" Max shouted as she pushed the animal duo away from each other, Crow still holding Carl like he was holding a baby. "Ruffs, throwing Carl right into that thing could kill him!" The heroine turned back at Crow, "And you, fighting's not gonna solve anything!"What she hasn't noticed yet is that the timer had started beeping, causing the group to panic. "Thanks a lot, Ruffs." The biker avian would talk before noticing Darryl taking off his barrel. "Darryl, I know what you're--""Yaarrgh, even if I'm hurt, you'll have to go on without me anyway.." The robot's pirate accent would send shivers down the group's spine. Crawling inside the furnace, Darryl could see a box that resembled a crate. Inside the box were antidotes meant to cure the sickening feelings from the last trap, and what he hasn't noticed yet is that there was a key inside. He managed to grab the box but before he could crawl out of the furnace, the chains were now stuck together, causing the furnace to close its doors.
As quick as a fox, Darryl threw the box out of the furnace before the door closed, causing the pirate robot to be trapped inside. Carl's eyes shrank in horror and so did the group's. The furnace would start to turn on, causing Darryl to yelp due to the sheer, burning pain.
Max's eyes gaze upon what looked like a crowbar that was seen hanging across the wooden board. Suddenly, she had an idea. Running to grab the crowbar off the board, she runs back to the furnace in an attempt to pry the door open. Darryl's robotic screams were distorted and bloodcurdling, leaving Ruffs, Crow, and Carl dead in horror, but Max on the other hand was determined she'd get the robot out in time.After a few attempts, Max finally pries the door open, causing Darryl to jump out of the furnace with a large burn mark on his chest. Max slammed the door shut ignoring the burning pain in her palms, but she didn't care less. She wanted to save Darryl.The metal of Darryl's chest thankfully wasn't torn apart from the burn, but the flatter metal on his stomach is what caused the problem. His wires were burnt and sparks started flying out, causing the group to worry about the pirate robot.What makes it worse is that time was running out. One minute on the clock, Max started to panic and soon rummaged through the box, before finding the key seconds after. With a loud beep, the television screen turns back on, revealing the same puppet that was from the speakers during the last trap."Congratulations, Max." Max was the next brawler to win the next trap. "With one more game on the clock, each one of you determine who will survive, or who would die."Darryl would let out a weak and distorted sigh, but Max stopped him from speaking. Max slowly walked towards the door before letting the door open from her grasp, but turned back to the still halfway-destroyed Darryl motionless on the floor. "W-What about Darryl?"The puppet ignored her and soon the screen turned off, leaving her speechless. "Dammit! I just asked what are we gonna do with him!!"Both Crow and Ruffs wince in pain as they proceed to carry the overheated Darryl in their arms, with Carl rolling his barrel all the way towards the exit. "Max, why won't you get the antidote for him?""He's a robot!" Max snapped back, "He doesn't have veins! He only has WIRES!" She would go back to the box to go through the antidote syringes once more, and soon went back to the group. "Guys, the only options we have right now is to get to Pam's to get him fixed or he'll die. Do you want this to happen!?"Max was right. The group didn't want Darryl to die right in front of them. Letting out a distorted moan in pain, "Body..hurts.." This led the group to a mixture of sadness and horror.The group all arrived at the final trap of the warehouse, but it was dark which was impossible for the group to see. It wasn't until the lights were dimmed and the group was greeted with the final trap that resembled a glass box on top of the ceiling. What makes it shocking is that there was a big "EXIT" written on a large door nearby."The final game is to find the key hidden in this glass box." The jigsaw puppet started as the gang turned back at the television screen. "One of the holes is deemed safe to put in, the other is not. Make your choice, brawlers. Live, or die.."Finally, the screen turns off, but what they're worried about is Darryl more than the key hidden in the glass box stuck on the ceiling. Darryl would let out a few pained, distorted groans before falling limp. Thankfully he hadn't gone unconscious, but the other robot was currently on the brink of going dark."Guys, how about we just worry about Darryl more than that stupid box over there?" Crow asked as he pointed a finger towards the glass box. He thinks Darryl was the more important part than escaping, but if time runs out, it could lead to Darryl's death once in for all.Ruffs on the other hand decided it's for the best to escape with the dying Darryl then being in this room. He opened his muzzle to speak."Rrruff, it's best even though I'm hurt, you'll escape without me.." Colonel Ruffs would step towards the glass box, worrying the crow even more. "It's me, or Darryl. Your choice..""Ruffs, no.." Crow was worried Ruffs would get hurt, but it's for the best."Crow, I apologize if I was doing something wrong, but there are some ways to escape rather than dying alone.." In a flash, Crow flew across the room to tackle the dog in order to stop him from going near the box.He had enough. He just wants this game to be over with. "Ruffs, stay with Darryl! I'll be in charge of this damn thing.."Ruff's eyes shrank by the sight of Crow stepping above the box seconds away from putting his arm in one of the holes nearby. That is when Ruffs would freeze dead in terror, seeing the sight of the biker bird doing this for the sake of his own group members."CROW!!" Ruffs whined but before he could jump in to save the bird, Max stopped him from doing so, causing the canine to wrangle against the heroine's grasp. "I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING!!"Crow slowly puts his arm in one of the holes, but alas, he couldn't reach. He tried several attempts to get the key out, but to no avail. He tried his other arm, and surprisingly enough the key was just a millimeter away from his wrist. He manages to grab the key, what he hasn't noticed yet is that the razor blades started prodding through his feathered skin. Not one of them, both.That jigsaw puppet was lying. There are two holes in this box that have razor blades on top not enough for Crow to see them, but sharp enough for the biker avian to freeze dead in shock upon realization."C-Crap.." Crow thought as the blades poked through his skin. Letting out a pained grunt, Crow makes an attempt to slowly, and he meant slowly trying to pull his arms free, but the blades were stuck. He was stuck, and he was struggling to get them out. His pained grunting turned into desperate whines as he attempts to pull his wrists free, but the blades being stuck in his feathered skin wasn't enough.Without any options left, Crow lets out a pained scream and yanks both wrists out of the holes, causing as much blood enough for the biker avian to collapse onto the floor, feathers started slowly descending before hitting the cold concrete floor. He wanted to get to the exit, but with how much blood he was losing and how painful it was, everything grew dark and soon whited out, leaving the gang in charge of the key and the suffering avian.Ruffs felt horrified for both Carl during earlier's trap and Crow as he watched the biker crow fall onto the floor unconscious. Blood started to stain the cold floor in the process, and this canine had enough. Snatching the unconscious Crow and the key off the floor, the colonel canine proceeded to curdle the avian up like he was carrying Squeak when he was little, and carried the key in his paw. Running towards the door, Ruffs manages to push the key into the knob's keyhole, and soon the siren beeped.The game was over. Finally over."Congratulations, Ruffs.." The puppet's masculine voice blared through the speakers, and this led to the door opening. "You've won.."It's over. It's finally over. Despite the blood pouring out of Crow's arm and Darryl nearing his death during earlier's trap, the game was finally over.
Ruffs ignored the puppet's voice and led the gang out of the warehouse, leaving the puppet behind as he was in the middle of his sentence. Letting out a menacing laugh, the television turns off and the warehouse's power shuts down completely. Max and Carl were seen carrying the dying Darryl in their arms struggling to keep their breath due to how heavy he was, leaving his barrel behind. Ruffs on the other hand was carrying Crow already curled up in his arms. His skin started to grow pale and Crow was running out of breath. He was in so much pain he couldn't scream, but Ruffs didn't give up yet. He continued running back to safety with the gang still carrying the dying victims in their arms.It was a nightmare for the rest of them.Crow slowly opened his eyes to what looked like a white and empty room, but as his vision went back to normal a few minutes after, he was soon greeted by what appeared to be a hospital room. His biker outfit was replaced with something slightly revealing but fit for the bird's comfort; a hospital gown. Once white bandages that were stained with blood were wrapped around both arms, and one of them was attached to an IV.
It took Crow a bit to recall what was happening before noticing Ruffs, standing proudly next to a hospital bed the biker avian was resting on. Crow had been sent to an emergency room."W-Where am I?" Crow weakly added, and Ruffs responded."The hospital. You were losing so much blood you were sent here.." The canine responded before growing a slight smile on his muzzle. "But I'm lucky the doctors saved you on time.."Crow took a bit to realize Darryl had gone missing, and so did Max and Carl. "W-Where's everybody?""Max is at Surge's and Carl's with Jacky. They're both getting rest and treatment from them." Ruffs explained, "And Darryl, he's at Pam's, but there's some good news and bad news."Crow wanted to know the good news. "The good news is that Darryl's already fixed, but the bad news is that he needs a while before he could start moving again. The overheating is what caused Darryl to stop moving completely."Crow sighed in relief to find out Darryl is alive and well, but after getting fixed by Pam, he still needs a while to rest before he could go back to his roots again.
"And the good news is that the warehouse is getting demolished soon." Ruffs announced, causing Crow to jolt himself awake, "The traps were investigated enough the police demanded they want the warehouse gone completely.""Well I'm glad that's over, Ruffs.." Crow sighed, but it felt like there's something he's been wanting to say the most. "Ruffs, I'm sorry for lashing you out earlier..""And I'm sorry for putting everybody else in danger. I just.." Ruffs could feel tears prick his eyes. "I just wanted to escape but there's nothing else I could do."Crow frowned, but in the end he accepted the canine's apology. "It's fine, Ruffs. Just don't do that stuff again, otherwise that'll scare everybody else.."Ruffs would let out a hearty chuckle and so did Crow. The amount of blood Crow had lost caused the biker avian to grew weak and tired, and it felt like he needed a month-long break, or even longer.That is when things had been fixed altogether. No more painful traps, no more fake escape routes, and most of all, no more creepy puppets.This was a nightmare, but in the end it transitioned into a calming dream once in for all.