"Wheeeeee!"

Melvin slid across the empty hallways of the blimp with a rolling chair. As he rode, he held out the Rod straight out at his side as he pierced the walls with its sharp end.

"HAHAHAHAHA!"

"Ha…hahahaha…"

"Ha….."

"…."

"Well, I'm bored."

The Egyptian returned back to the control room and scanned his eyes over one of the computer screens. Little pictures of a cute blimp and a dashed line to a building suggested that the trip to Domino would take around 5 hours.

"Oh frig," Melvin scratched his forehead, "What do I do now?"


Melvin had lay down a couple of his cards on the floor and arranged a tower of plastic cups for buildings and ice cubes for people. From his cape, he revealed an egg he had found in the refrigerator and gently rested it on the fake little world of his.

"Then, I'll unleash the power of Mega Ultra Chicken and crash onto these cups, and then I win!"

Melvin crashed the egg against the cups as they rolled on the floor.

"Hehehe…hehe…AAAHHH!" Melvin dragged his eyelids down in frustration with his fingernails, "DANG IT! HOW MUCH LONGER?!"

He stood up from the messy ground and glared at the screen again.

Only 15 minutes had passed.

Melvin dusted away any dirt from his pants and rested both hands on his hips,

"Shoot, I didn't plan this. I knew I should have carried my Gameboy with me…"

The male decided to take a stroll around the rooms in the Kaiba Corp blimp to pass the time. After stabbing all the pillows and all the crates, Melvin went to the Emergency Room. To his surprise, he saw two bodies resting on the beds.

"Fuck, I forgot about them."

One of the patients that were asleep was Mai Valentine. And the other body belonged to Ryou Bakura.

"Well, time to dispose of them to the sharks, I guess…" Melvin spoke, "I wonder if there's a Corpse-Launching Button…"

Beep. Beep.

Melvin glanced at the monitor that was reading Ryou's heartbeat. This caused the male to put on a large grin as he produced a brilliant idea in his head.

"Hmm, I do still have 5 hours…who knows…maybe a goose chase can make time go faster…"

He went back to the control room and revealed a duffle bag below the desk. As he unzipped the bag, all the Millennium Items glittered as Melvin hovered his hand towards the Rod.


Darkness.

Pure Darkness.

That's all Ryou could manage to see. He didn't know where he was, or in what direction was he even floating from. But before he could comprehend anything about this strange world, an eye-shaped light opened up above him. Its force pulled the boy upwards like a black hole.

And before he knew it, he found himself in the empty emergency room.

"Oowww." Ryou winced as he tried to pull himself up, "What happened to my arm?" He touched the bandaged area of his arm, but felt no pain from it. Ryou figured whatever happened to his arm was already healed. But then, something much more important took the young boy's full attention.

"I'm hungry."

He went out to investigate, going in and out of rooms and letting his nose guide him. The halls echoed the roars of his stomach as he tried to find his way to the kitchen. The boy didn't even seem to notice he was walking barefoot on the cold ground this whole time.

ZZZZT!

A mysterious static noise made Ryou jump in surprise. As he looked up, he noticed a strange Blue Eyes White Dragon-shaped Speaker. And then Ryou heard breathing coming from the other end.

"Hello, my maze rat! Wanna play a game?"

"Goodness!" Ryou held his palm over his mouth, "Did I get transferred into a Saw movie by accident?"

"Hehehe" The dark voice snickered, "No, you're still on that rich boy's blimp. But now it's MY blimp. And I've got a game to play with you."

"Wasn't I in a coma?" Ryou asked.

The captor's voice broke as he thought of a response. He clicked the button of the speaker system.

"Um…yeah. But I saw that I have about 4 hours until this blimp reaches your city, so I thought-"

"Oh! You're just bored!" interrupted Ryou, "Why didn't you just say so? I have my Gameboy with me! Wanna play with me?"

The Egyptian's eyes glittered like a puppy, "YOU. HAV-"

He stopped himself as he leaned back away from the microphone. He was supposed to sound threatening! What was he doing?

"Um no! You're going to play MY game, little Ryou."

"Aw…" whined Ryou.

"Yes…'aw' is a very good response for a future murder victim…", He spoke sarcastically as he rested his palm on his forehead. Melvin wasn't quite sure he liked this subject, seeing as he kept missing the obvious horror movie tropes of being scared out of their shit.

"So…" Ryou asked, "What is this game?"

Melvin quickly sat forwards as he went back to his puppet master role.

"Easy, I call it: Try To Survive From Melvin Until He Stabs You"

Ryou had his finger up to his chin and wondered in the most innocent voice,

"Who's Melvin?"

Melvin's soul broke that day. He was now thinking up of just tracking his mouse down and ending him right there and then. The speaker made a screeching sound that made Ryou cover his ears,

"I'M MELVIN, YOU FOOLISH FOOL!"

"Oh sorry." The boy giggled, "I was asleep for a long time, you see."

"YOU WEREN'T ASLEEP, YOU WERE DEAD!"

"You know," Ryou wrinkled his nose, "For a kidnapper-saw-dungeon-master guy, you're quite easily ruffled."

"WHO ASKED YOU FOR YOU OPINION?!"

Ryou stayed silent, thinking maybe he might have hurt his captor's feelings. He started to hear heavy breathing from the other line. After a long moment of silence, he heard a slight mumble from Melvin,

"You're worse than Florence."

Zzzt!

The voice from the speaker shut off, and left the boy puzzled.


Ryou hated this game.

Not for the obvious reason that this game was going to be his death, but because of the poor craftsmanship. His captor wasn't organized; he didn't know if the game had started already, nor did he have any tools or clues on how he could win. If this was really a game, it was rigged for Melvin to chase Ryou down and end it. It was a lose scenario, no chance for Ryou to even make it out alive. Not since Melvin was holding all the cards.

So why was Ryou still alive?

Ryou had to catch his breath. He was running around Kaiba's entire blimp without stopping. All the maps on the walls had been scratched or taken down by Melvin, and Ryou was certain that he was going around in circles. As he took a break, that's where he noticed that he hasn't heard his kidnapper for a very long time. He looked around and spotted a vending machine and decided to hide and crouch behind it. The boy wasn't sure for how long he has been running, and he was almost out of options on what to do. There were no rules and no response from his captor, making him feel very ignored.

Ryou took a deep breath; his hand clung onto the front of his shirt. He was used to having his Ring there, so to just feel his chest through his bit of clothing felt bizarre. After Ryou calmed down, he investigated his surroundings with a clearer mind. On the floor, Ryou spotted a walkie-talkie, probably left by one of Kaiba's men after escaping. He picked the speaker up and examined it for any damage. There didn't seem to be any, so Ryou tilted it up to his face and pressed down the speaker button.

Zzt!

Ryou took a long pause before speaking, "…Melvin?"

The voice from the other line appeared in an instant, "Yeah?"

This caused Ryou to lose his patience, "WHAT THE BLOODY HELL?!"

The British boy weighted his hands on each side in a fist,

"Weren't you supposed to chase me?!"

"Oh." Melvin answered as he tried to clean his nails with the tip of his Millennium Rod.

"That." He continued, "No, I just thought you would be boring to chase, so I started doing something els- Hey! You know there's a pool here? In the BLIMP?! Seriously, how big is this thing?"

Ryou smacked his head as he let out a small whine in disappointment. That however, managed to take an interest to Melvin.

"Was that a moan? What? Did you really want me to come down and chase you, little bunny?"

Ryou scoffed, "At least you would have been true to your words…"

Melvin grinned, "I didn't expect that reaction out of you. You're a strange one, aren't you?"

"Takes one to know one…" Ryou sighted. Something clicked in his mind as soon as he heard splashing on the other end of the call, "You said you were at the pool?"

Melvin jumped in surprise as he tried not to fall over from his pink inflatable tube. He quickly grabbed his walkie-talkie before it could come into contact with the water.

He tried to keep his cool, "…no?"

"You are! You just said-"

"Look" Melvin explained, "I'm in no mood for stabbing AT THE MOMENT! After I'm done drinking my mar-ga-ri-TA that I found, I'll start chasing you and kill your throat!"

"Kill my throat?"

"YOU KNOW WHAT I MEANT, CREAMPUFF!"

"Well, I'm tired of running from nothing, I'm hungry and thirsty, and I have a complaint! I'm going to the pool!"

"No you're fucking not!"

"See you there! Make sure you bring a knife!"

"There's no knife in here- Hello? Lab rat? Mouse.?...Creampuff?"

No word from the other boy came, and Melvin cursed under his breath as he held the device under a tight grip.

"Shit."