Jackie sat in front of the computer as it scanned their clue. Charlie and Daisy watched over their friend's shoulder very befuddled at the seemingly random numbers and percentages that filled the screen. Finally, the answer was clear enough for people other than Jackie to understand.
"Glue? You mean to tell me it's glue?" Charlie asked as Jackie printed their findings.
"Well, it's not just any glue it's a special industrial glue not sold in the US yet," Jackie explained as she placed the report in the case folder and sealed off the remaining glue.
"Then how could someone buy it?" Malcolm asked as he messed with the game console not really interested in glue regardless if it was important or not.
"The black market," Jackie declared turning off Malcolm's Zelda game with a pointed look.
"Let's find the others and tell them," Charlie declared opening the doors of the van and hopping out before helping Daisy out of the van.
"AHH"
The teens looked at the cave entrance as their friends came racing out being chased by the dragon who was spitting fire at them. Without another word, they ran for it. They haphazardly ran down the path leading away from the cave intent on putting as much distance between themselves and the dragon as they could because whether it was really fake fire was dangerous. They ran and ran panting as they tracked down the path rubbing back and forth between trees and shrubs before the each found a place they could hide.
"It's like, gone," Shaggy Jr panted peeking out from behind a boulder.
"It appears so," Rachel nodded equally frightened.
"So, what did you guys find?" Sammie asked as she jumped out of the tree she had been hiding in.
"The dragon is a fake,"
"Well, we knew that,"
"The gray stuff was illegal industrial glue. It's what's holding the dragon together," Jackie explained.
"So, the dragon is a giant arts and crafts project," Shaggy Jr observed.
"Yes and I've got a plan that will help us catch that lizard," Daisy smirked.
"Whoa, first we've got to rescue my sister," Shaggy Jr cried.
"Okay,"
Taylor had given up hope of being rescued by her friends so she tried escaping on her own. Again. The dragon had left to chase intruders most likely her friends out of the cave but in its wake, he left something peculiar. A pocket knife. The thin blade was just out of Taylor's reach. She bent low to the ground reaching her hand through the bars as slowly as she could. Since the blade was pointed at he.r she took extra caution so she wouldn't hurt herself. Shakily her fingers clasped the blade and she pulled it to her wincing as it scraped the ground. She was able to pull it into her cell. Springing to her feet she used the blade to pick the lock happily fist pumping when she was able to swing the door open. Not a moment too soon she took off toward the cave opening. The dragon was still gone so she was able to make a clean getaway. Taylor found the van vacant. The dragon must have chased them far. With a sigh she set out looking for them.
"So?" Shaggy asked over the phone while Christina slept.
"They aren't here,"
"Christina is going to lose it,"
"Don't worry we'll find them Shaggy," Clawdeen reassured him.
