Well, sorry for long time I didn't add a chapter. The first thing is I was stuck. And the second thing is I was so busy to do a school stuff.
DUSTY DIDN'T understand about Chug who had talked to him before then shouted in his face with crying:
"DUSTY! OH MY GOD! I'M REALLY SORRY BEFORE!"
"Sorry for what, Chug?"
Dusty then looked at Mayday, Blade, a tow truck, and two forklift trucks who came in to see him.
"I didn't tell you that you were here, Dust." Chug sniffled, adding, "I'm glad you're alive."
"Uh, okay. You make me feel confuse."
"Dusty," Mayday said, sniffling like Chug did, "I'm sorry."
"Sorry . . . for what?"
"I . . . didn't help you before—about the abduction."
"Well, now it's over, Mayday. I'm safe for now."
"Not at all."
The one of the forklift truck said.
"Who are you?" Dusty asked.
"Hello, dear prey—Dusty. My name is James."
"Prey? Yeah . . . ."
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"Well, okay. I'll tell ya everything what I know, although it was just a little bit."
"It's okay. Better a little than nothing."
Dusty took a deep breath, starting to tell about what happened to him while in the Room. "I was locked by a gadget while I woke up. The gadget just locked my wings, but it was enough to make you can't move. And then, two person came: a forklift and . . . Ripslinger."
"Ripslinger? Ripslinger? Really?"
"Uh, yeah, Rusty. Why?"
Rusty shook his head, trying to not believe what did Dusty told. "It can't be him. It can't be him! Mayhaps you're wrong Mr. Dusty!"
"No, Rusty. It's true. I tell the truth."
"I can't believe my dad is now an evil," Rusty sniffled, crying. His teardrop fell to the ground.
". . . what?" Dusty shocked to hear that.
Dipper who came besides Rusty said, "His dad is Ripslinger, Dusty."
"I-I really don't understand."
"Well, just let it go for a while. Continue your story."
"Okay. Well, actually Ripslinger didn't do anything to me. He just commanded the forklift named Zipper to stab me—I hope I can forget the sickness of the stab that he did to me!—those were really hurts! And yeah, Ripslinger just did want to make me do-howling—he just shouted, 'More, Dusty, more howl, moore louder!' You know what? He still didn't satisfied with my howl because of being stabbed by Zipper! After thirty times, they left me in the room with my lip which being patched by duct tape and the opened windows.
"So yeah, that's just my little worst experience."
"Why could you come here?"
"Oh, um . . . I dunno. But somehow, I was in Dottie's best friend. She said that I almost crashed her from the sky. Uh, you don't want to ask?"
"I will ask if you're done telling."
"Oh, okay. She then took me to this place. And that's all. Oh, I forgot this: there was someone behind this. I don't know who he is, but Ripslinger gave me a clue that he's a professor."
"A professor? Oops, sorry for the ask."
"Uh, it's okay. Yeah—I thought that it was like an experience and I was the one of guinea pigs." Dusty chukled.
"I guess that your thought is true."
". . . true?" Now Dusty shocked.
"There was a case that came from Madagascar which pointed that there was 210 psychoses who killed more than 1.000 peoples. The news had said that the psychoses had kidnapped before, and the people who killed was abducted by the psychoses. It was still mystery for me because I don't know what the purpose is—if someone said that it was for rule the world, I doubt it; and if someone said that it was for fun, I'm not trust it because the kidnapper could kill by himself, not kidnap others and make 'em are built to be a psychos."
"Well, my mind wasn't going till there."
"Okay. I'll see your condition."
James then drove around Dusty who still repaired. Meanwhile, Rusty took a near position to Dusty.
"Do you really see my dad?"
"Ripslinger? Yeah."
"Is he fine?"
"He's a psycho now."
"I now don't care about that—psycho or not. I just wanna hear that he is fine or not."
"Well, sorry, but I . . . don't know." Dusty shown his sorry-face.
Rusty sighed. He just wanted to know about his dad's condition. He just wanted to be near in his dad. He just wanted his dad. His dad. "Dad," he murmured.
In other way, Blade talked with Mayday who still pretended that it was his fault.
"Everything has finished, Mayday."
"But I won't never forgive myself."
"It's freaking kinda a weird that you're now so weak, not as I knew when I was training you before."
"Well, Blade, now I'm really old. I'm so weak."
"Now you're suck."
"You, too, even sucker than me."
They smiled and saw each other. They almost laughed when they was hearing a shout of James:
"DOTTIE, STOP!"
Dottie shocked and stopped. "What?"
James drove fast to near Dusty's body which was not repaired. "There's a bomb, you moron!"
"A bomb!?" Chug half shouted at the same time everyone was shocked, even Dusty who then felt that couldn't move his body.
"You said a bomb?" someone asked, a car, who had just passed and heard Chug's half-shout.
Everyone was silent and looked at the car.
Somehow, it made the car was persuaded by its situation. He then shouted and drove from place to place. "THERE'S A BOMB HERE!" he shouted in panic every second until everyone in Propwash Juntion got outside and wanted to persuade what the car said. Some of them believed, Some of them thought and was not certain, and some of people said that it was just a joke. But the majority of people in Propwash Juntion now were in panic situation.
"If that shit didn't heard that . . . !" James murmured, grinding his teeth.[]