The lights were bright on the studio set. Yakko was never in this studio before. He was certain this wasn't Warner Bros. As he turned his head away from the camera, he came face-to-face with a familiar yet unfimiliar figure. A smaller being's eyes twinkled in the camera's lites but the body could not be seen. It bowed it's head to him and then melted backwards to the darkness.
As the small being dissapeared, he could feel someone's breath on the back of his neck. He turned around and saw a figure a little smaller than he. He ducked as a hand swiped for him but missed. Than, everything was gone...nothing but blackness.
Yakko woke with a fright in the middle of the night. "Oh great, three a.m." he whispered a sigh. He sat up on the bed. He looked highly suspicious when he noticed Dot and Wakko weren't in their bunks. He walked out of the room hoping that they did not throw a wild party without him.
Yakko walked over to the kitchen and than to the sink to get a glass of water. Abandoning his drinking needs, he shifted his eye and looked at the door. Aw, sibs, where are you two? he thought. Something tempted him to leave the tower and walk out into the life night. So that he did.
As he exited the tower, he noticed it was unusually quite...except for Ralph who guarded the entrance...he was snoring. But there were no night shifts in any of the lots. Suspicious. He was somehow drawn to the gate at the beginning of the studio; on the other side of the guard's entrance.
"Darn, locked," Yakko mumbled as he shook the giant gate. Than, he glanced at Ralph snoring in his chair. Yakko smirked and knew exactly what to do. About 15 minutes passed. He had gone to get a fried chicked and laid it out in the middle of the street on a fishing pole. Yakko was holding tightly on the other end.
"If this doesn't work I don't know what will," he said before throwing the chicken at Ralph's head and than scrambling to the bushes. Ralph wriggled his nose before he woke up.
"Yum! Chicken!" he hollered while pouncing at it. However, it went further away. "Huh?" He chased after it until the chicken fled into the bushes. That was when he and Yakko came face-to-face.
"The key," Yakko demanded. Ralph slowly nodded. Yakko handed him the chicken and Ralph gave him the key before retreating to his post. The Warner than marched over to the gate entrance and put the key in the lock. A loud clang broke the silence as the two doors swung open.
Yakko ran through them imediantly but than only stopped about a mile away. He glanced behind his shoulder and saw nothing fimiliar to him. From behind him, he felt something poke his back. He turned around and was captured!