A few days had passed since the initial ghost invasion and the kidnapping (and subsequent rescue) of the Tree of Life. The entire city was still recovering from those events.

It'd be a bit too out there to say nobody felt safe anymore, however. Not with the Pac-Man hanging around.

However, no ghost felt safe anymore.

The assembly room in Traditorus' castle was packed. The ghost lord himself was giving a presentation in front of a large monitor.

"It has become clear," he began, "That there is one huge roadblock in our path to conquer Pac-World."

Traditorus pushed a button on the remote he was holding. The monitor displayed an image of Pac. Immediately, the entire audience was scared out of their wits. Most of them turned blue. Some ran out of the room. A few others exploded from stress and fear, leaving their eyeballs hovering above a puddle of slime.

"The yellow pest known as Pac-Man!"

Traditorus transitioned the presentation to footage of Pac eating ghosts while protecting the Tree of Life in its chamber, recorded using a slug cam on the day of the first invasion.

"But with every strength comes a weakness", Traditorus continued, "and that weakness is his appetite! Not just for ectoplasm, but in general! Food! Any kind of it!"

One of the remaining ghosts in the audience shakily raised his tendril. "S-s-s-so what d-does that m-m-mean?" He asked.

Traditorus grinned.

"I have plans…"

Pac, Spiral, and Cylindria were having yet another after school hangout at the Pac-It-In Burger. This time, however, Skeebo was there, considering he was made a part of the friend group a few days before.

Pac was doing his usual routine: taking a deep sniff of the stack of six burgers in front of him before popping them into his mouth, one by one, and swallowing each of them whole. Standard fare for Spiral and Cyli. This was new to Skeebo, though.

"Doesn't he, uh," he began, "get full?"

"He's never full." Cyli smugly replied. Skeebo just shrugged in response.

Just before the four were about to leave, one of the waiters at the restaurant called, "Order for Pac-Man! Order of two Double Triple Waka Waka Deluxes for Pac-Man!"

Pac licked his lips eagerly while the other three stood in bewilderment. "Hey, we didn't order any of those!" Spiral exclaimed. "Hey," Pac responded, "Can't pass up anything meant for me!" He ran over to the waiter to pick up his surprise meal. Unbeknownst to him, the waiter was possessed by a ghost.

"Thank you for eating at Pac-It-In Burger!" the "waiter" happily stated. "Sucker…" the ghost inside muttered under his breath.

As Pac scarfed down his two tall burgers, a slug cam watched from behind the bushes.

Traditorus viewed his gluttonous arch-nemesis through the slug cam. He clasped his hands together.

"Excellent! My plan is going perfectly! He wouldn't resist the temptation of a burger, even if it was rotten!" Like always, he laughed.

What he didn't notice peeking through the throne room doorway behind him was the Ghost Gang - Blinky, Pinky, Inky, and Clyde. They exchanged worried looks, knowing that their yellow friend was in danger.