“Morning, Rocky. We have to take you back to the lab for further testing,” said Shadow. “I don’t want to go. Can we please not go. They hurt me there,” whined Rocky. “Nurse Blissful has been removed from her care over you. You’ll be safe now. I think they just want more blood and samples of your horns,” said Shadow. “Now, go groom yourself. We don’t want you smelling dirty,” Shadow said. Rocky began grooming himself, starting with his head.

Baudelaire showed up on time. “Are you ready,” asked Baudelaire as Shadow opened the front door to let him in. “Yes, I just have Rocky grooming. I’ll see if he’s done. I’ll be right back,” said Shadow as she headed toward the living room. Rocky was manically cleaning himself. “Baudelaire is here. We need to go now,” said Shadow as she entered the family room. Rocky reluctantly stopped cleaning and made his way to Shadow.

Baudelaire was waiting outside, the back door to his Volvo was opened. Shadow and Rocky got in the back seat. “Please put these on,” said Baudelaire, handing Shadow and Rocky black hoods to place over their heads. Baudelaire got in the driver’s seat, started up the car, and starting making his way to the secret FBI headquarters up in the Los Angeles mountains.