Thread:TEOR-MMMM/@comment-35691777-20190405061109/@comment-26173711-20190407214100

Dallas' phone rang. He groggily woke up, and answered the call. On the other end, an autotuned voice spoke. "I'm here."

Dallas got up, got dressed, and got onto the deck. In the distance, he could see a figure on the pier. Unmistakably, it was Richard "Jacket" Dennaton, in his chicken mask.

Dallas got in his motorboat and drove to the pier.

"Hey Jacket, how are you?" Dallas said.

"Pretty great. The gang in Miami is fantastic." Jacket answered as he got onto the motorboat. They drove back onto the yacht, and when they did they noticed the door to the cargo hold was ajar.

"That's weird..." Dallas muttered, gesturing to the slightly open door. "Get ready in case of intruders." Dallas donned his mask and both men drew their guns.

When they got into the cargo hold, they saw that Dallas' Longfellow was inside.

"How did you get a car in here?" Jacket asked.

"...I didn't." Dallas said. "Must've been the work of those... people last night."

"Yeah, you did say you were in danger. Something about something being more dangerous than the Kataru." Jacket commented.

They inspected the car, and the chicken-masked man noticed a piece of paper on the passenger's seat. "Hey, I found something." He gave it to Dallas.

Dallas read the note. (TEOR I'll let you decide what it says) After he finished reading it, he took off his mask and showed a very concerned face.

"What's wrong?" Asked Jacket. Dallas didn't answer, but said: "...We need to finish some business."

They eventually got the car back onto the road, and drove off back to the Murkywater facility.

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Back in the prison...

"Damn, so many siblings are in danger!" Junko said. "Glad I killed off mine before she got in trouble... hahaha."