The Never Ending All-Game Adventure

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"Luc? Luc? What's happened to Luc?"

"And Toz, for that matter?"

Meanwhile, Toz, disguised as a pilot, was sneaking aboard a flight to Sydney, Australia. He knew something the others didn't...

...He knew who the Mad Bomber really was.... and he wasn't about to go to jail!

Meanwhile, back in Arlesdale...

(we're in America)

The airport proved to be less than a problem than expected. The others had gone to the bathroom, so Frank was taking a moment to memorize the gate number.

"Ok, so that's Concourse C, Gate 12, Flight 21... Concourse C, Gate 12, Flight 21...

Just then, a light fixture came lose and hit Frank straight on the head.

the others came out of the restroom. "Frank, what was our gate again?"

"Uh...Concourse B Gate 21 Flight 12" the now-jumbled Frank said; his friends hardly noticing the cartoonish bump on Frank's head.

"Uh, no Frank, it's Flight 666."

"Our tickets say flight 21" the other guy in the group mentioned.

Diesel 11 looked again. "Oops, sorry about that. I've been listening a little too much to Iron Maiden I suppose..."

After a few seconds of incoherent mumbling, Frank then fainted all together.

"Is... that a bump on his head?"

"No, that's the egg I dropped this morning. Of course it's a bump! We've got to get him to the hospital right away!"

"I think he just needs an ice pack" the guy said.

"Maybe, if it's no∫øøµ⁄⁄⁄

Frank was groggy, so he could not understand what was going on around him.

TBH, so was D11, so back to you, Frank...