I opened fire at the robots, always aiming at the head, making it fall down instantly. So far, I was on a roll, and I was feeling very pleased with myself. A couple of robots got close to me, but I dealt with them. Suddenly another robot grabbed me by the throat and slammed me to the ground. Just when it seemed like I was doomed, they all just stopped. Shut down. Huh? This was weird. I turned around. The comic was out of the slot next to the boots. I placed the comic along with the boots in my backpack. Who keeps leaving these costume parts around? Ah, well, it's probably not important. Right now I have to get this comic to that freak Bob. Come to think of it, I've never heard of him before.

Whatever. I just want to get this over with. Room 509, right? That's probably on the third floor. I took the elevator and I waited patiently to rise up to the floor. When I finally arrived, I walked down the halls. Let's see. 498, 499..."Don't go in there!" What the?! Ale? Where... Ah, here we are! Wait. Something doesn't seem right... Wait, there he is! Captain Bob! "You got the comic?" Prude. I unzipped my bag and gave it to him. "Thanks! Idiot!" What?! Captain Bob smiled evilly as he took on another form. A dark cowl formed around his head, the yellow parts of his costume turned orange and the light purple parts of his costume turned dark! The Mutant! "Fool! Now watch this!" He threw the comic to the ground. "What was that?" I asked. "Just watch!" he shouted. Snow started to burst out of the comic, followed by...fur? A white fur coat burst out of the comic. Something started to materialize in the coat. First, arms and hands, then a pair of legs, two arctic foxes, then finally, an old woman's head. She laughed as she looked herself over. Then she saw me. "So you're the little bug that's been giving us so much problems!" "Chinchilla!" I exclaimed. "Yes," she continued. "That fool Magnificent Molecule Man trapped me in that comic, but it took a fool such as yourself to free me! And now..." She pulled out too ice guns from her pockets. "Here's my way to say thank you!" "STOP!" We all looked over. The Mutant looked terrified. "Mr. Frightmare!" Yep, it was Frightmare in all his glory. "Let him live. I have something better in mind." "But...but..." stuttered the Mutant. "Who's this clown?!" shouted Chinchilla. "Your new boss," growled Frightmare. "And you do what I say, or else..." He shot a ball of fire at the floor, close to her feet. "I'll melt you like an icicle." A frightened Chinchilla nodded. Then he turned towards me. "Your trip ends here!" Then he opened the door to a fridge and pushed me into something that looked like an ice cold wormhole!