Scooby ran as long as he could, listening to Shaggy yell, but all too soon his friend grows quiet and the trail grows cold, all the Dane can find is a broken crate and what appear to be plates in the road "Oh Raggy."

A plank of wood lay on Scooby's right, the words Paris Warehouse sketched across, could that be where Shaggy was being held? A quick sniff to the ground shows that place wasn't too far and Scooby Doo took off "Don't Rworry Raggy."

Inside said warehouse, Shaggy had woken up as the kidnappers tied him into a wooden chair, thankfully his gag had been removed "Like, who do you think you are?"

Carl moves his arms to his sides and straightens up "We're two mean crooks who are about to lock you up until somebody pays us a fortune to let you go."

Shaggy's eyes widen, nervous laughter drifting out of his mouth "I was just wondering, but really no one is going to pay a fortune to get me back, you may as well let me go free."

The two men shake their heads before moving to the door "We'll see, guard the kid while I make the ransom."

Shaggy stares as kidnapper one exits the room, followed by the second who locks the door on his way out "Oh, I'm in trouble now."

The boy searches the room for anything he could use to escape, a radiator, sheets, glass bottle and a window are all in his direct sight "If I can break the bottle, I can use the glass to like cut myself free."

With a plan in mind, Shaggy hops his chair over to the box, grabbing hold of the delicate glass before pushing with all his strength, slowly cracking and soon after shattering the glass.

With a bloody hand, the detective moves the sharp edge up and down against the tape, effectively freeing his arms in a matter of minutes "Like, I can't believe that worked!"

Once completely free of his bindings, the teen went to work on a make shift latter, tying the ends of each sheet together and securing it to the radiator "Now all I gotta do is climb down."

Outside, Carl stood in the phone booth, mere inches away from the billowing sheets "What do you mean you don't believe me? I've got him, I tell ya and-" the kidnapper is silenced as he's hung up on, angrily turning to face a scared Shaggy, hanging on a pair of white sheets.

Thinking fast, Shaggy comes up with a lie "Oh, I was just crawling out for a breath of fresh air." The teen takes a deep defeated breath before turning back to the angry man "I guess that's about all the fresh air I can take for now."

With that, Shaggy climbs his way back up and into his locked chambers "Scooby Doo, where are you?"

Scooby stood just outside the New York subway station in downtown, his nose kept firmly to the ground, barely picking up Shaggy's scent "Raggy!"

A particular sound catches the Great Danes ears as a small gold coin rolls past him, Scooby quickly giving chase and catching said coin seconds before it falls into the sewers "This rives me an ridea."

A disguised Scooby Doo, wearing a hat and trench coat walks his way into the subway station, depositing the coin inside the revolving doors, charging his way past the guarding officer into the train, the automatic doors were shutting just as the officer reaches the door.

Scooby laughs and waves as the train begins its descent, taking him closer and closer to Shaggy, he begged with every fiber in his being that the boy was alright.

Those kidnappers were going to pay for taking away his Shaggy, no one got away with that.

Hang on Shag, Scooby Doo is coming to the rescue! What will happen next? Stay tuned. Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night :)