"DALV..." My eyes grew bigger as I repeated that word in my mind. Maybe out loud too, I couldn't really tell. Tucker was speaking to me, but I ignored him. No, in fact, I couldn't understand his words. My mind was way too focused on trying to connect all of the pieces.

DALV sent them there...

Vlad sent them there...

There, they found Vlad...

Vlad sent them to Vlad...

So, Vlad needed someone to go to him... I mean, his clone...

Did he let his clone get caught on purpose...?

But if he did, why send someone to rescue it?

Well, we didn't really rescue it, in fact, we killed it...

No, it killed itself...

Why send us to rescue his clone, and then killing it before we have a chance to?

I sighed. I couldn't see the connection after all. Just as I was about to give up, I remembered something.

"They killed the prisoner!"

The guards, no, probably the king too, think we killed it.

They think it's dead...

They think Vlad's dead...

"They think Vlad's dead!" I yelled out as I suddenly felt a feeling of triumph. A feeling of finally having found a clue. Tucker, who had apparantly been calling me for a while, looked at me with a weird expression.

"What're you talking about?" I looked at him, and realized what I'd just said.

"Oh, nothing, just mumbling to myself," I quickly told him. I couldn't tell whether my lie was obvious enough for him to suspect anything, or just to make him think I was being weird. I figured from his lack of reply that he wasn't completely following me, so I decided to break the silence. I would have had to say this anyway.

"I'm sorry, but I've got somewhere to go now," I told him. Without waiting for a reply, I ran off, noticing the volume of his calls slowly going down the farther away I got. I thought I ran past Sam as I left the lab, but I wasn't really sure. I checked my wristwatch. 5:30 a.m., it said. I rushed out of Casper and went straight to my house. If I took the Spector Speeder now, and went on full speed, I'd be in Wisconsin just around the time any normal company would open. I rushed over the road, there weren't any cars anyway. And even if there were, there was no way they would be driving at this time of the day. And, by the slim chance that would happen, I still had ghost powers. So I felt pretty safe running on the road. I soon got close to my house, and kicked the door open, only to realize it hadn't been locked. I sighed, and went down to the basement. It still looked the same as always, besides that it was even more of a mess, and a lot of inventions I knew were missing. Maybe they were stolen, I thought to myself. I opened the door to the secret hallway, where the Spector Speeder was usually parked. But I was greeted by a different scenery from what I had expected. A lot of loose parts were lying here and there, some I could recognize as part of the Spector. I slowly walked over to them.

"What's this?" No matter how I looked at it, someone had been on a rampage in here, destroying all of the machinery, and probably taking the missing inventions too. Then I noticed something lying in the middle of the mess. I picked it up, and recognized it as a blueprint. Though I couldn't tell what was written on it because the middle part was soaking wet, I could vaguely see the outlines of the Spector.

"The blueprints of the Spector? What are these doing here? And why's only the middle wet?" I didn't understand what was going on, but one thing I clearly understood. This thing wasn't going to take me to Wisconsin. I left the secret hallway back to the lab, closing the door behind me. I thought for a while. What to do now? I figured just hanging in the lab wouldn't solve my problems, so I went up again. And that's when I got an idea. I went to Jazz's room and removed her carpet.

"One to the upcenter."

Sam POV

It had been several minutes since Danny went to the lab to talk with Tucker, and I was getting bored all alone. I thought about how Tucker had been making our weapons, and remembered I wanted to talk with him about ordering another 50 of those things. Actually, I knew it was just an excuse to go there and see how those two were doing, but I managed to convince myself of the fact that I really needed to see him. Just as I got close to Tucker's lab, someone ran past me, and just before I lost sight of him, I managed to recognize him as Danny. Behind me, I could hear Tucker calling him. I quickly ran up to him. "What's going on?" I asked him, since he clearly was panicking a little.

"I don't know... All of a sudden, he started acting weird, and then he ran off..." Tuck told me. I looked at him with a confused face.

"I don't get it... Where's he going anyway?"

"Well... I'm not sure, but he started acting like that after I mentioned DALV..."

A small slight of fear managed to form on my face. "The DALV company?! You mean he's going to Wisconsin?!" Besides a lot of shock, and some anger, I also felt a little bit of fear. I quickly grasped Tuck's hand. "C'mon, we're folowing him!" I ran after him as quickly as I could, pulling Tucker with me in the process, despite his desperate calls for me to go a little slower. When I got out of Casper, it took me a little trouble to found out which way he went, because he was almost out of my sight, but I could still see him, and I could run faster than he could. Or that was what I thought. Luckily for me, I wasn't slower than him either, so the distance between us stayed the same the entire time. But because of this, I had no time to notice my surroundings, I couldn't take my eye off of him, or I'd lose him. Finally, he entered some building. I felt relieved, and was about to enter after him.

"Sam, you'll really want to stop now to take a look around you," it suddenly sounded behind me. I stopped and turned around.

"What's it this time, Tucker?" But he didn't answer, instead he just looked up. I sighed and looked the same way he did. That's when I realized it. 'Fenton Works,' it clearly said. "Why are we..." I managed to bring out. No, I couldn't stop here just because of some stupid trauma. I held Tucker's hand a little tighter.

"What are we waiting for, we need to follow him, and Tucker and I entered the house after him. I couldn't spot him in either the living room or the kitchen.

"Great, where to go now?" I asked. Tucker thought for a moment.

"If he's planning to go to Wisconsin, he must have gone up there. It's the only way of transportation in here, besides the RV."

I chuckled. "I'm really gonna have him properly explain this to us once we find him. I went upstairs. Suddenly, Tucker stopped.

"Do you know how to get there?"

I looked a little angry. "Of course I do." I had seen him do it before, and somehow I'd managed to remember it until today. There were several rooms with a way to get there, and I tried to think of one. The first one to pop up in my mind was his parents' bedroom, so I went in there with Tucker, and moved the bed a little, standing on top of the metal plate with Tuck.

"Two to the upcenter," I repeated from my mind. Soon, some kind of pipe came down and sucked us up. I closed my eyes, finding it secretly a little scary. I'd done it only once before, and back then, he was there to reassure me it was safe. When I opened my eyes, we'd already arrived there. I looked around.

"That's weird? Where's he?" Tucker asked before I had a chance to.

"How would I now?" I stubbornly told him. I walked to the back of the room, and Tucker happened to do the same. After looking around for a few moments, I heard a sound I had heard before. On instinct, I hid myself behind one of the machines, and quickly pulled Tucker next to me.

"Why are we hiding?" he whispered to me.

To be honest, I didn't really know the answer. But there was no reason to tell him that. "Just shut your mouth, okay?" I whispered back. Soon, the sounds stopped, and a new individual entered the space.

"Huh? Danny?" I whispered to myself. But how? He'd been ahead of us all the time? Why did he arrive after us? I tried searching searching for answers, but my mind just wouldn't work well. That's why it may have been better that I was suddenly given a reason to stop thinking about these questions. He sat down in the driver's seat and started pressing all kinds of buttons.

"Does he even know what he's doing?" I whispered to myself. Tucker knew it was better to just stay silent when I was like this. Suddenly, the ground shook under our feet. The upcenter let go of its footing, grew a blim and flew away. Soon after, it dropped the blim and grew in length. The interior changed a little, for example with passenger's chairs showing up, and the speed drastically increased. If it was not for the huge human-like balloon popping out of the steering wheel calling himself 'Auto-Jack,' I would have been sure we'd have crashed into a building any moment now.

"To Wisconsin," I heard Danny say just before he sat down in one of the passenger's chairs. So he really was planning to visit DALV. But why? I didn't know. I hit the machine after which I was hiding just hard enough to let out some of the tension piled up inside of me, but I soon realized it was a bad move. It turned out some little inventions had been piled up on the machine, and, because of the punch I gave it, they were now falling on the ground, one by one.