The bartender shrugs. "A few hours, passed out since I started my shift. Fifteen minutes ago, that guy bought the soda for you." She points to an empty wall and looks away. She seems vaguely surprised. "Huh. Not here any more. Must have run off."

The Master looks around the bar. He can't remember anything. Other than the pool players, there are only three other guys in the bar. They are all clustered around a table and talking. There are four doors. Two are heavy, iron doors. They seem to have been painted red, but most of the paint has chipped off. One was at the north, and another was at the south. (Of course, The Master had no idea which way was north and which way was south.)

One door was blue and cleaner, and had a shiny door knob. The final door was yellow and had an "employees only" sign on it. The phone was next to the blue door.

William let out a sigh, "Fine, we'll do it your way then, so what's your plan? Also, wouldn't it be super obvious who's the dragon if someone decides to approach the cages? Perhaps we should keep a close eye on everyone." William knew that there was no one he could trust right now besides Jesper who came down with him, anyone else could be the dragon, even the scientist who talked to him. William kept his cool and played along in case she turns out to be the dragon. He grew even more suspicious of her, seeing that she knows a lot about the dragon yet she doesn't want to reveal its weakness at a situation like this.

The scientist nodded. "Yes, we definitely need to keep a close eye on the cages. I'll-"

Suddenly, one of the scientist standing near Emily interrupted her. "Alright everyone! Listen up! Nobody move!"

One scientist was holding a clawed, white, scaled hand to an unconscious Emily's throat. The rest of his body seemed completely normal. The six people that had been patching up Emily backed away. "Good, good. Now, here's what you're going to do. The five of you will go up the stairs and leave. Then run as far away as possible, and evacuate this little town. Get them to another room, anything. I don't care. Ronald, Debra, this young woman, and the two newcomers will stay here. Understand?"

Five of the six scientist standing near Emily fled up the stairs. Eddy's voice could be heard, but he was too far away from Jesper and William for them to make out what he was saying. For a solid minute, nobody moved. "Now, Ronald, you and Debra are going to open each and every one one of these cages and let all of the small dragons out. Then I'll leave. And once I leave, then you can feel free to try and avoid being gobbled up by the dragons. Of course, I could just open them all now and kill you, but I wanted to give you a fair chance."

Tchk, useless hag. If he was to find any leads on his current situation, doing as the note said was his best shot. Calmly, he got up from the chair and headed for the phone next to the blue door. He got out the coins and as he was about to put the first one he noticed something. The coins were different from his home country. At first a small detail but the things it implies are horrifying. He was basically drugged and kidnapped, shipped to another place and left unconscious in a bar. How was he feeling at the moment? Very fucking happy. He was so exhilarated that he could murder someone.

Swiftly he inserted all the coins, picked the phone and put it to his here.
"Hello?"

Everything turned to shit in an instant, William barely had any time to react as the dragon revealed itself and placed its claw on Emily's throat. "Woah there Mr. Dragon, do you have a name? How about you let the girl go and we'll leave. I'm sure you're more than capable of letting the other dragons out yourself. Everybody gets what they wants." said William as he walked closer to Jesper. It was a strange first contact with a dragon for William, it was like he was talking to a human with a scaly hand.

"Find the blender," said the voice on the other end. The voice was a gruff and seemed to almost be disguised by some sort of machine that made it deeper. "Find the blender!" It shouted. "Find the blender, damn it!" This repeated over and over.

The dragon smirked, "The name is Larry. The locks require finger scanners. I can't copy anything that minute. The only way I got out in the first place was by tricking the locking mechanism when they opened the door. Now, I suppose you two could run now, but then you wouldn't be able to help your friend. I mean, they're just small dragons. What's the worst that could happen?" The last two sentences are dripping with sarcasm.

As the voice rose, the master put a hand over the receiver on the phone so as to turn down FOR WHAT the volume and kept listening while taking a glance at the others to see if it got anyone's attention. If he only had his fucking cellphone, or some fucking money at least, you couldn't last anywhere without at least one of those.

Jesper turned to the dragon. "Alright. How about you let our friend go, without freeing the other dragons, Larry?" His voice was filled with reason and sincerity. "None of us would want to hurt you, and I'm sure the lab workers will start to enforce more humane rules. If not? Well, I'll blow their brains against a wall." He gestured to the sub machine gun, slung across his back. (Or in his hand, if it doesn't have a strap.)

One of the pool players briefly made eye contact with The Master. He was temporarily surprised to see The Master awake, but he certainly didn't dwell on it. Suddenly, one of the iron doors (the northern one) opened. Five figures entered the room. "Ah, you must be... erm... 'The Master,'" growled one of them. "The Five Fingered Alliance is looking for you." The man... polar bear? Mutant Polar Bear? Polar man...? The Polar Bear Mutant was accompanied by three wolf mutants and a tiger mutant, all wearing leather jackets. The mutant polar bear pulled out a club. "How about we... step outside for a moment?" he grinned.

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"Put the gun down," said Larry, not phased by Jesper's offer. Debra saw the gun and, full of nerves, promptly threw up. When she leaned over to vomit, she pulled a blanket off of three cages that were stacked on top of each other. The flew open! Revealing... no dragons? The cages were empty. Ronald gasped.

"What on earth?" said Ronald, "where-"

"No!" shouted Larry. "Now!" rasped a different voice, which sounded more like a dragon.

The ceiling erupted. Twenty dragons ranging from the size of small dogs to small horses flew around their heads. Magical breaths poured out of dragon's mouths. A purple mist filled the air and Debra passed out. Larry breathed it in as well, and became unconscious.

The dragons didn't seem to be sticking to the same plan. Five of the dragons flew up the stairs. The largest dragon, a muscular, golden dragon with brilliant green eyes and a simple, emerald colored dragon flew towards William. They were intercepted by a light purple dragon. Four dragons headed straight towards Ronald, who was being cornered quickly. Two black dragons with white stripes on their scales and long tails landed next to William. They had small wings and stood on their hind legs and were only a head shorter than him. One was spewing the purple mist through the air (which was approaching Jesper and William) and three small but stereotypical dragons approached Jesper with his strapped on machine gun (fine, fine, you can have your strap. Gosh, so needy. I kid). One of them shot a beam of ice towards Jesper. It missed and hit a cage behind him, solidifying it.

Finally, two dragons with blinding white scales went straight towards Emily (who was still unconscious) and begin flying towards the exit with her.

A talking bear standing on 2 legs, anthropomorphic Wolf's and tigers? Well...meh, the only important thing is that they wanted him, not a bad feeling, and The Master wasn't going to make it easy for them. With a dash he made for the blue door with the shiny handle.

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! You know what, I'm already wanted. Screw the law!" He pulled out his sub machine gun and promptly fired one shot at each dragon. He then noticed the purple mist. "Crap. Crap. Craaaaaap." He ran towards the door, covering his mouth and nose. "Shit, Emily! William, you good? I can't have you pass out as well mate!" He looked at the chaos around him, and tried to open the door. "Please don't be locked."

William wasn't expecting this, everything was chaos with twists everywhere but then again it is to be expected with all the twists that they had gone through. William winced as Jesper shot the dragons, sure they were dangerous but they were living and possibly sentient creatures as well. He noticed that he was surrounded by two dragons and one of them was spewing the poisonous purple mist, he quickly moved away as much as he could from it while holding his breath. "Yeah, I'm hanging on! Everyone calm down! We mean you no harm! How about we talk this out?" shouted William at the dragons. He had no weapon to defend himself, and outrunning the dragons didn't seem like a wise choice for him at the moment. Perhaps the dragons could see reason he thought to himself.

The Master ran for the door. The polar bear mutant sneered. "We've got a runner!" The Master flung the blue door open and looked down. About twenty-five feet (8 meters, whatever) down.

The door seemed to open in the middle of a random spot on a wall. At the bottom of the of the 25 feet/ 8 meter drop was a lot of... gelatin. The floor was covered in the stuff. There was a door at the bottom, but it was covered by the bouncy dessert.

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"Don't worry," said a soothing voice, "just breath in the purple smoke. Sleep. It will all be okay."

The door was wide open for Jesper. If he wanted to, he could bolt up the stairs. He would just have to outrun the dragons. He had hit two of the three. One seemed seriously injured, but the other one was merely temporarily phased and distracted by the pain. Another was flying straight towards Jesper.

The two black and white dragons tried to grasp William's arms and hold him down.

Jesper cursed. He could either save William, or Emily. He looked at William. "Sorry, bruv. Emily's in immediate danger. I'll come back for you. I swear." This was the first honorable promise he had made in a long time. It seemed Jesper would have to separate himself from the others again. He hoped it wouldn't be for long. He lined up a shot and fired at the two dragons holding William, making sure it would be accurate, and ran up the stairs. He was confident in his ability to run. He could do this. "I'll make it right."

After opening the door The Master was about to run straight ahead, luckily for his quick reflexes he barely avoided falling. Taking a quick look down, all that gelatin was sure to break the fall, right? In a whim he decided to try his luck. After anthropomorphic animals, being kidnapped to find a blender, this was nothing to be worried about. Taking a deep breath he made a jump and as lady luck smiled at him once more, he was safe and sound...but swimming in gelatin. He swam inside the gelatin towards the door although it was a bit awkward he finally made it. Not even checking behind for the animal circuis, The Master made to open the door with intention to follow this road, wherever it lead.. hopefully as far away from the talking bear as possible.

The two dragons, seeing the bullets, dove to the ground. They flung themselves towards William as well, pushing him forwards. William was knocked (gracefully) to the ground and the bullets went above everyone's head. Jesper dashed upstairs after Emily. They crashed through the giant window and began to sail off. As Jesper reached the top of the stairs, he realized there was no way he could catch up to her on foot. He turned back around to see that Eddy was gone as well. Thankfully, the soda machine was still there.

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The Master, covered in gelatin, spilled out into the hallway of a strange hospital. There was a sign, but it was in Arabic, so unless The Master spoke Arabic, he would only be able to infer that he was in a Mauritanian ostrich hospital. Several ostriches were walking around unsupervised. There was a set of double doors that flapped open occasionally as the result of the wind, revealing a small town.

The sound of mutants falling into gelatin came from behind him.

However, the most interesting thing was the table at the center of the room. A girl was on the table, bleeding. She seemed to have been badly beaten. A few people are crowded around her, preforming surgery. A boy is sitting on a stool at the corner of the room, and, although he is clearly there for the girl, seems to be staring at The Master.

Arabic? He never liked any language that didn't have Latin alphabet, too much work just to learn the alphabet and the correct pronunciation. Having just left the creatures behind he suddenly felt sad, what if they had no ulterior evil motives for him when they caught him? They could be buddies if hlThe Master had been considerate and had given them a chance.. Without even finishing that thought, the splashing noises of the mutants caught his hear. Well he wasn't sad anymore. He joined his fists together and mustered all his strength to hit the doorknob.

Working or not he hurriedly closed the door and made way for the exit, seemingly leading to a small town, but before that they were performing a surgery to a wrecked girl. Was this a hospital? How the fuck is a bar connected to a hospital in the lower level via a room with a jello pool and the hospital leads to a town. Actually, now that he calmed down a little and took his surroundings or better put the surrounding ostriches took him by surprise, he was just about to have the biggest WTF of his life when he suddenly noticed a boy looking at him.

Anger filled him up out of nowhere. He went up to the table where the operation was taking place and took the 2 largest knifes, ignoring the doctors. He closed in on the boy saying:"Oh God, you're fine. Ive been looking everywhere for you. We have to run, they are coming for you!"- and at that moment the door shook with force. The Master returned to the boy:"Hurry, follow me, I promise I won't let them get you"- saying that he grabbed the boy by the wrist and pulled him along. He was so furious a vein was throbbing in his neck. Fuck this shit. If he ever got his hands on that mutant freak he would make a nice pelt out of him. When the mutants would enter he had a response ready:"YOU WON'T KILL THIS BOY"-while running for the exit.

The boy looked at The Master and seemed a tad annoyed, but also seemed to recognize him. "Ugh, stop acting, dude. I know you, sure, but you don't now me. I'm That Boy. And if anyone needs protecting, it's Sandra," That Boy pointed at the girl receiving medical attention."

The door flew open and five gelatin covered mutants grumpily entered the ostrich hospital. "It's That Boy!" shouted the mutant polar bear.

"Oh shit! Whaddup?" exclaimed That Boy as he picked up Sandra and threw her over his shoulder. He looked at The Master. "I'm getting out of here. You can either try and outrun them or take an ostrich. I'm going outside to get on my new motorized unicycle."

Well his plans for convincing the boy to go with him while holding him hostage weren't exactly ruined but got a lot damn messier. The girl needs saving? He couldn't give 1/100000000 of a fuck about that. He could try to knock the kid out and steal the motorized unicycle...nah too many things could go wrong especially in this new world he had ventured into. Maybe the Ostrich was magical? He hoped on the nearest Ostrich, feeling like a fool he went "ONWARDS!" while tapping it with his heels.