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Daphne slowly awoke, barely remembering the events that has just transpired. She had no recollection of how she got to her current location or why she was incapacitated. Dazed and confused, she slowly scanned the area with her blurred vision. She could hear a faint voice chanting something in the distance. As her vision restored itself, she was shocked to see the hooded menace hovering above her in the midst of a fatal ritual. "You will now become my slave and strengthen my army of darkness." the Warlock whispered to the quivering girl. Before Daphne could process this information, she heard what appeared to be a vicious growl followed by a scream, and not just any scream, that was Velma! As the Warlock turned his head in response to the cries in the distance, Daphne decided this was her chance. She quickly regained herself and fled into the dark woods. Watching his prey scurry off into the darkness, the Warlock decided to not give chase. "She is already mine, and from the sound of it, so is the other..."

Daphne ran faster than she ever had before in her entire life. She ran so hard that she was completely oblivious to Velma nearly blindsiding her as she emerged from the woods, also running from an unknown source. Velma eventually caught up with Daphne as the two took a short break to catch their breath. Daphne explained how she escaped the Warlock's grasp when they both heard Velma scream. Velma informed Daphne that she was attacked by a vicious beast that suddenly emerged shortly after she was teleported. Velma was still trembling while relaying the story of how she narrowly escaped certain death. She rolled up her sleeve to show Daphne the wound she had acquired during the melee. Unknowingly to both, at this moment the clouds began to part, exposing the bright full moon in all of its wondrous glory. Velma showed concern has she noticed Daphne began to go into a trance as she stared at her wounded arm...