How's a Mad Scientist Supposed to Get Any Work Done With All These Interruptions?!

Raffles moves to a workbench and fills a syringe with a blue potion. No! It's happening all over again! Desparately, you struggle to break free. The bed creaks beneath your shifting bulk, but you remain trapped in place.

"No use struggling," Raffles informs you. "Those shackles are..."

Raffles is interruped by a metallic voice blaring from a hidden speaker. "Warning!" it says. "Subject within sensor range!"

Raffles frowns. "Identify!" he snaps.

"Subject #157: Fred Jacobsen," the voice answers.

"On screen!" Raffles barks.

A huge television monitor built into the wall comes to life. On the screen is a clear shot of poor fat Fred struggling over one of the park's outer walls.

Raffles leers at you. "Well, well!" he chuckles. "It appears your corpulent companion wishes to join you. Very well. I shall oblige him." The mad scientist places the filled syringe on the workbench and steps briskly out of the room. The door slides shut behind him.

Written by Funny Animal

Fred soon joins you.

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