Guntz was unaware of what was going on as he continued running away from that strange power. His instincts were in flight mode thanks to Aero's sacrifice. Wherever this pathway was taking him, he could feel the air clearing up and a light seemed to help guide him. Eventually he reached the theater, he was able to make it inside and slammed the door shut, before the strange darkness could catch up. He was panting as he hadn't run that far in a long while. There were cuts and scratches from the strange shadow, and it soaked parts of his fur. He started to blame himself for leaving his friend behind. His hands were shaking, a flood of emotions came rushing through. His hand became a fist as he hits the door, hard. He was cursing out, it was like a part of him was taken away, the moment he couldn't do anything. The normal cool and collected loan bounty hunter, had never imagined that this was happening. He would mostly keep his emotions in check and never allow them to leak, yet this one, was personal.

Guntz: I'm sorry Aero, for not being strong enough! I finally was able to managed to meet up with him again, and yet shit like this had to happen!

He slammed the doors again, tears began to fall from his eyes. He sinks to the floor with his back against the door, clutching his head in frustration. He never would've felt such a huge wave of these strong emotions. Not since he was a a little kid, these feelings, for some reason, didn't feel like they were a bad thing. He remained there for what felt like hours to him, until he was able to calm himself down. Fixed up his fur and clothes, reloaded his weapons, and goes to check out what awaits inside.

Guntz: So this was the place he ended up in. His brother, , ,Klonoa. . .If I find him, , ,I don't know how i'm going to break the news. The kid probably wouldn't trust me, but I have to try something.

He makes his way through the hallway and into the main room. No one was there, yet it looked like it was recently cleaned. His ears picked up something as he turned and noticed some kind of creature, one of the much larger then the Tims that Klonoa met. He also hears what sounds like footsteps. Guntz tried to listen to where they were coming from, but couldn't see them. Was his mind playing tricks or something? It was when something appeared out of nowhere. The individual is revealed to be a humanoid covered in bandages and wearing a fedora and a shawl. They appeared to be the one cleaning and initially was unaware of Guntz's presence, as they appear to be cleaning around the stage. The wolf tried his best to clean up the blood and cuts, till he looked like he was just in a scuffle. He used the wipes he carried in one of his pockets. And carefully walks over, making sure that this wouldn't startle them. He would have that effect on others who knew of him.

Guntz: Um excuse me.

Invisible Man: Hmm yes? Can I help you?

The bounty hunter stared for a bit, before composing himself. Maybe this one can help him.

Guntz: Yes my friend is looking for his brother. Have you seen someone who looks like a black and white cat like creature with rabbit ears? They wear a blue attire along with a blue hat with a yellow pin. I think they came here.

He did his best to describe Klonoa, hoping he could get some lead. The strange man pondered for a bit, before giving an answer.

Invisible Man: Hm... sounds like the Maestro's newest visitor.

At least he knows who Klonoa is with, question is, who could this maestro be and more importantly, what are they even like?

Guntz: Maestro? Well is there a way I can meet with them?

Invisible Man: Of course sir. Just a second.

He walks over to an old-style phone and dials it. While the wolf decided he would wait and see. Simply because if there wasn't much danger, he could take this time to re-collect his thoughts. He slumps down onto one of the theater chairs, face palming and muttering things under his breath.

Guntz: -What am I going to do? I know I shouldn't be worrying. But why do my gut instincts tell me otherwise? Aero, , ,wherever you are, I will come back for you.-

He did not seem to notice a red Tim watching him from the corner. It looked at him confused, but seems like his heart was also hurting, a mix between old and new wounds, a bleeding heart one would say. So deciding to go find the maestro to inform him about this one too.

Invisible Man: Yeah. He's right here, right now. Apparently, something seems to have happened, leaving him pretty distressed. . . yes, sir. Thank you very much.

He then hangs up the phone, before turning to speak with the wolf, who was able to relax.

Invisible Man: The Maestro asks that you enter the auditorium and wait there.

Guntz: Thankyou.

He gets up and heads over, the Invisible man can tell that the wolf was still somewhat shaken from whatever happened out there. But upon glancing more closely, he could see on what looked like scratch marks, and bits of blood could be seen. Guntz enters the area, to see that it was empty, but there was an old gramophone playing by itself, this didn't seem to bother him as he owns an old radio that he would sometimes listen to. Besides the gramophone, the room was quiet and empty.

Guntz: Guessing I'll wait here.

He sits at a table where he takes out a first aid kit from one of his pockets, where he treated his injuries proper. He starts to clean up the wounds and even bandage himself. All the while the music is playing which felt calming to the wolf, and sort of reminded him when he first became a bounty hunter.

Guntz: I hope this maestro can answer some questions. Maybe, , ,they might know whats going on. . .Aero, wherever you are, just hang tight.

He wasn't sure about what the maestro will be like. But he is hoping they could help him give information about what that thing was. The fur on his neck gave him an uneasy feeling, like a warning and unknown dangers. Yet did not understand as to what it was, he assumed it was meeting the maestro, perhaps something else might be at work here, and he wasn't aware of it's presents. He needed to calm himself, otherwise his mind will make him feel both agitated and stressed out. He had to keep his mind busy on something else. Thus he pulled out a magazine of potential weapons he could try and get custom for his arsenals. For now all he can do is wait, whatever happens, he isn't sure. All he does know, is to focus on finding Klonoa.