Everyone sat in their cages, watching Haguk cast his spells, creating shadowy figures in dark cloaks and sending them out of the tower that was once Scrooge's money bin throughout the night. Now Haguk wasn't in the room, likely still sleeping somewhere else in the tower. The room was dark cold, the only light from narrow windows in the stone walls, candle sticks on the walls and the large glowing symbol Haguk had drawn in the center of the room. Nobody knew what he was planning but they all knew they wished they weren't going find out.
"Doesn't anybody have any ideas for how we can get out of here?" Webby asked, while testing every inch of her cage. "I've tried all I can think of." Mrs. Beakley responded, letting go of the bar she'd tried to force. "Maybe if I use my head…" Launchpad said, backing up as far as he could before ramming, head-first, into on side of the cage. The bars dented, but then glowed and returned to their original state. "Ow…"
Launchpad rubbed his head. "I guess using my head didn't work." Glomgold just laughed. "Idiot! We're not getting outta here anytime soon!" "This is all your fault Glomgold! You and that lame-brain Goose!" Hexa spat. "She's right, this is all on you, you fink!" Brigitta agreed. "I've tried and tried but the problem, as Mr. McQuack just demonstrated, is that these magical cages just regenerate every time they bend in the slightest." Goldie said, flicking a bar. "There just isn't anyway out unless one of you witchy sisters can magic a way out." Castandra sighed. "I wish we could, but he stole our magic so none of us can."
"Maybe Uncle Scrooge can figure somethi-" Huey started hopefully before Dewey cut him off. "All by himself? I don't think even Uncle Scrooge can do anything about this." Donald nodded sadly. "He's right." "Donald…" Daisy looked at him sadly, wishing she could reach him to comfort him. Winnicent nodded as well. "I highly doubt Magica would help; she's likely left, since she could." Hexa hung her head. "Who would blame her? It isn't as though we've done her any favors… we've been so hard on her and even I wouldn't disagree that we deserve to be left here for whatever Haguk's purposes are." "Stop speaking such nonsense!" Granny DeSpell chided. "Nobody deserves whatever this old relic wants us for!"
"Hey guys, look over there!" Lena pointed toward one of the narrow windows. Louie looked over and saw the little thing hovering in the air. "It's one of Gyro's drones guys!" He exclaimed. As the little drone flew closer they could all hear the soft buzzing of its tiny propellers. It flew around each cage as if checking to see that everyone was still there and okay. "It's gotta be Uncle Scrooge!" Huey cried hopefully, waiving like mad at the drone. "Hey Uncle Scrooge! If you can hear me we're all okay but these magical cages can't be opened without magic." Lena waived at the drone and pointed to the glowing symbol on the floor. "If you can hear us, I don't know what that is but I think he's planning to use it on us. Hopefully Aunt Magica didn't bail on us, she might know what that symbol is… I think we glossed over it in one of the magic books for my lessons." After a few more moments of buzzing around the drone flew back out the window.