Hey! Again, like the last chapter, this one is short since, again, I wanted to add suspense and mystery. Enjoy!
"So we have established that there is good news and bad news. Good news, Isabella an me aren't crazy and don't need to go into the loony bin. Bad news, Isabella wasn't crazy and now we have a crazy, red hooded murderer on the loose." Phineas explained, pacing backwards and forwards.
"But now there are questions!" Baljeet cried.
"Like 'how did she get out?', 'where is she?' and 'how do we get her back in?'" Candace replied.
"Don't forget 'who's her latest victim?'" Buford pointed out.
"You know, I'd feel a whole lot safer if these questions were answered." Jeremy mumbled. Everyone turned their attention to Phineas and Ferb, expecting them to have the answers.
Ferb coughed, breaking the silence. "All your questions we can't answer."
"We can however answer how she got out." Phineas added. "The projector is like a portal. We can go in and out as we please. We didn't do that a year ago because of Perry walking on the keyboard and that we wanted to test if it did what Isabella wanted it to do."
Phineas inhaled deeply, due to him not breathing throughout his explanation. "So what your saying is, if we can go in, then the fairly tale characters can get out?" Isabella asked, tilting her head to the side like a confused puppy.
"Well, that's what we think anyway." Ferb replied, nodding his head.
"Couldn't we just make another Red Riding hood, make her good and she can find the other Riding Hood and they battle it out? Looser has to go back into the invention." Buford suggested.
"Yeah, like a good Red Riding Hood without weapons will beat the bad one with weapons." Baljeet laughed.
"Do you want a wedgie?!" Buford barked.
"I am good."
"Will the wolf still be dead? I mean, if he's alive we could ask him how to stop Murder Hood." Vanessa piped up.
"Murder Hood?"
"It has a nice ring to it."
"Sorry, Vanessa. When the machine closed it should have reset, but if 'Murder Hood' got out then it wouldn't have reset." Phineas sighed.
"How did she get past us? I mean, if the machine closed and she did escape then we surely would've noticed her." Isabella wondered.
Everyone's eyes opened wide. "W-why don't you ask her y-yourself?" Candace squealed, pointing behind Isabella.
Isabella spun 'round and came face to face with the hooded girl in question. "Hi!" Isabella squeaked, not daring to move.
Red advanced towards the group, a sharp butchers knife tightly held in her hands. " E?!" She cackled, flailing her weapon dangerously close to her face.
Phineas, being brave, stepped forward. "What sort of game?"
" K."