"I... I don't know where she went. That's why I called you, that's why I'm talking to you. Isn't it your job to find her?" A flustered and angry Trixie said, the loudest and the angriest she'd been in a long time. She was shaking, partly from nerves and partly from anger as she broke her stare from the huge chow police officer in front of her. He sighed, and stood up, walking towards her.

"We're doing everything we can, but it's kind of hard considering the fact that only three people were in that enclosure: You, who apparently didn't see anything, Felicia Fuhr who is now missing, and Megavolt, a supervilian." Trixie took a deep breath. "Now, I want you to go home," He said kindly, stepping forward and putting a comforting paw on her shoulder. "And relax. I'll call you as soon as we hear anything." She nodded, and left slowly, feeling even more uncomfortable than before.

The empty streets were dark, and well, empty. Trixie couldn't help but shudder. She suddenly heard something, like big, huge, hairy, claw lined paws splashing around in the puddles. She stopped, and tried to clear her mind, she was just paranoid. Nothing was there. Nobody was there. She heard the sound again, and started to walk faster. The sound followed her. She tore into a run, not caring who saw, or what they thought. She slipped and hit the ground hard. Very hard.

She whined, and reached up to rub her throbbing head. As she opened her eyes, she screamed, realizing that she wasn't alone.

Looming above her was a dark form. A cold and damp paw suddenly clamped itself over her beak, she tried to scream again, and squirmed around on the ground, but then felt another paw on her stomach, holding her down. The figure shook it's head.

"Listen... I know you're scared.. but I'm not going to hurt you..." The voice sounded pained, but familiar. "I need your help.." It slowly removed it's paw from her beak as her eyes widened.

"Fell?"