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The Fabulous Killjoys –Party Poison, Kobra Kid, Fun Ghoul, Jet Star, Smiling Bomb and Missile Kid- are on their way home when they're stopped by Draculoids once more.

"Kid, to the back!" the little girl hides on the backseat and the others jump out of the car, starting the fight. The Dracs are shot one by one while the Killjoys try to protect Missile Kid. After a while, there are only four Dracs left, Jet Star sees a person, whole in black with a black mask, on top of a dune. He just stands, doesn't fight.

"Poison, look!" Party Poison is still busy with two Dracs who hid behind the car. After he shot one and Fun Ghoul the other, he turns around to see the guy in black turn around and walk away.

"We gonna catch him?" Kobra sounds eager to do it.
"Nah, never mind, we'll get him another time." They crawl back into the car and go on.

"You alright?" Fun Ghoul sits next to Missile Kid in the back.
"Sure. How 'bout you?"
"I'm fine. Why do Dracs always think they can stop us? They should know better by now."
"Like you care, Ghoul. As long as you can kill some, you're happy." The man with the yellow mask grins.
"True."
The rest of the ride everyone is quiet, they listen music and try to ignore the heat from the sun.

Jet Star parks the Trans.Am when they're home while the others go inside to get some food. Jet Star comes in and joins them at the table. They start to open the cans with, what BL/ind calls, food. The Killjoys start to eat the tasteless food.

"Korse should invent a new flavour real soon." Everyone grins at Smiling Bombs remark. With that a discussion 'bout which food is the best. After a while, Poison says he's going to sleep. Bomb, Kid and Kobra go with him. Ghoul and Jet join them after half an hour. They lay down on their mattresses and fall asleep.