M.B.I. Base

*A Mojo Ball(2/15) falls next to Bluey*

Serious Sam: Whadda heck? *picks up the Mojo Ball* What is this?

*The Mojo Ball infects Serious Sam with Supernatural Rage, causing him to attack anyone near him*

*Serious Sam's eyes turned glowing red and gets out his chainsaw*

Serious Sam: SAM I AM!! *slaughters the MBI Agents and runs off and leaves topic.*

MBI Agent: Curse that mysterious ball. Oh well, at least he's gonna be fine when he's getting bored.

Bluey: I'll take care of sam! *Flys out of topic*

*Sam and Max appear with their police car and parked at the parking lot*

Sam: We don't have other choice but to inform the professionals to take care of that poisonous scoundrel.

Max: Hey we have to risk it all. In fact I'm missing my chance to perform the kiddies at the performing arts center.

Sam: What do you there?

Max: Well...

*Flashback where Max is performing the music with his armpits. The crowd applauded his performance. Back to reality*

Sam: You crack me up little buddy. *enters the Base with Max*

*Stan comes to them*

Stan: Whats going on?

Sam: Well there is this illegal facility known as Chemi-Cron that is producing alot of poisonous potions just enough to kill all humanity.

Max: Plus all the rats I was about to smash with.

*Everything is blurry in the topic*

Sam: Sweet mother of crying onions who smelled bad toejam! The whole topic is about to dissolve into some kind of particles. Everything is about to cease to exist for a reason.

Max: But you can still touch them. Look how fuzzy they were, just like in television.

Sam: Careful Max. If even if you touch them, you might get affected by it and you may be destroyed as well.

Max: *touches the flurry wall, nothing happened* See?

Sam: I spoke too soon.

*The blurry telephone is ringing*

Max: I GOT IT !!! I GOT IT!! *gets grabbed by Sam*

Sam: *picks up the phone* Yeah? Huh? Oh you kidding me!? Really? We'll get right on it!! *hangs up* It was the Commissioner. Max. He said there's bad bad trouble in the lounge and it's the source of all problems that causes world to cease to exist.

Max: Good thing the topics are still active.

Sam: Let's roll! *leaves with Max*

Suddenly the bars on Shade Dark's cell freeze, and he breaks them.
Shade Dark: If your not going to listen, I'll just break out. And you might want to take away my stuff before imprisoning me.
Shade Dark leaves the topic, dropping a newspaper clipping and a photograph.