Flug came out of his secret room covered in blood. He was literally head to toe in blood. He went over to his quarters to get changed, unaware that someone was hiding in his quarters, preparing for the perfect opportunity to scare him.

Dementia hid under his bed, hoping to catch the scientist, but instead saw a bloodied pair of sneakers. She looked away as Flug changed his clothing, and decided that she would investigate further. A thousand questions were running through her mind. She was curious, because the scientist never seemed to hurt anybody. 

But now, her point of view on the scientist changed. She had to tell 505

As Flug exited the vicinity, Dementia sneaked back upstairs, looking for 505.

Flug entered the living room, sat down, and sighed. He had killed the hero a little to quickly, causing the least amount of pain. Oh well, at least he got to play with his blood. 

Meanwhile, Dementia found 505 cleaning the Hall of Evil. "Psst!!! 505!!!," she whisper yelled.

"Aroo?"

"Flug is hiding somethin! I saw him covered in blood!"

505 looked terrified. Dementia nodded. " I know, me too! i've never thought the Doc to be the killing type..." Suddenly, something clicked in Dementia's twisted mind.

"505, do you think he is the source of the screams?"

Without an answer, Dementia went to Flug's lab to investigate.

*In the Lab

Dementia looked all over the lab for a clue on where Dr. Flug hid his prisoners. She looked, and found nothing. Disappointed, she went to leave the Lab, when Dr. Flug entered. She quickly hid behind a conveniently shaped lamp. 

Flug yawned, obviously bored. He had nothing to do, and Black Hat didn't give him any recent assignments, due to the decrease of buyers wanting to buy stuff, since they already had what they need. 

Suddenly, a loud bang can be heard, and five heroes entered through another entrance to the lab, and Dr. Flug just calmly turned around.

" Are you the one who sent the SOS message to HQ?"

Dementia couldn't believe what she was hearing. Did Dr.Flug want to leave?

"Y-yes, that would be me.," he said meekly. One of the heroes, donned in blue walked towards him. " We're here to rescue you."

Dementia almost got up to strangle Dr. Flug, but she was outnumbered.

" L-let me just get something real quick...," he said, and turned around to his computer.

Suddenly, the heroes were tapped by a weighted net. The blue hero tried to use his powers, but to no avail.

Flug came over holding five collars. He nimbly put each one around a heroes neck before they could complain, or move, for the matter.

Now Dementia was extremely confused. What was Flug doing?

Chuckling, Flug took three steps backwards, admiring his work. One of the heroes dressed in green glared at him.

"Were you really expecting to find a p-poor s-stuttering s-scientist?," Flug said in a mocking voice.

"You're a monster," growled a hero dressed in yellow.

Flug laughed maniacally. "You've just noticed? You heroes really aren't that bright. You come to a house where no hero has ever come out, expecting to be the lucky one, and 'save' me?," Flug said, and dragged the heroes away to his secret room.

Dementia quickly followed close behind, and followed him into the secret room.