Meanwhile, at the FAUST hospital deck...
StrangeMan had just awoken from his long rest. He opens his moth and lets out a big yawn, as he scratched the back of his neck. His eyes get a bit teary, as they always do when he yawns. Quitely, he mumbled to himself: "That was one strange dream...he he, I think I made a pun."
He suddenly jumped from his hospital bed, and walked out into the hall way. He looked around before asking himself: "Where am I?"
Back at the WDS...
The feline figure was spying on the bizarre happenings going on at WDS. "Hmph, what the hells going on here!?" He though to himself. "One moment I'm following StrangeMan , then he dissapears somewhere after that big flash of light, and now there are giant rabbit like machines, a giant flying fortress, and a hole [parasitic bomb]'lode of things going on around here! NYAR!!...This is too frustrating..."
Meanwhile, somewhere outside the city of RPM...
Clockston was hiding out in a secret hideout, conviniently placed somewhere beneath the ground. Clockston sipped on his tea, his left leg placed over his right, ticking in a rythmitic pattern.
"Tick, tock-tick, tock-tick, ticki-tock.♪ Tick, tock-tick, tock-tick, tic-tic...♪"
Sack was sleeping on a small bed in the the room, resting after her long ordeal on the space station.
In front of clockstone, was a clock shaped recorder like device, picking up the conversation of a certain afroed man.
"Tick Tock-Tock...It's a good thin I managed to throw a transmitter along with that rock when I had the chance. tick-tock. Makes things much easier...plus I get to enjoy my break time, ah. tick-tock." He said to himself, sipping once more on his cup of tea.