He didn't have time to worry about the safe return of his daughter. The world depended on Professor Membrane. One child was nothing compared to the entire world.
Professor Membrane walked out into the barren hall to get some Poop Cola. He needed to stop worrying but something deep in his heart didn't want to. She reminded him too much of her mother, that must be it. Nothing more than that.
Membrane heard a metallic noise. One of his assistants must have dropped something, the clumsy fools. He turned to go see the damage, but something caught him and held him still.
A blue light was surrounding him forbidding him to move or even scream. He heard the faintest chuckle and watched in fear as a syringe filled with an odd pink fluid injected itself into his arm. Membrane slowly began to lose consciousness and his Poop clattered to the floor.