rodger sprinted away from twisteds, almost getting snatched just before goob swept in, distracting them and leading them away.

he flopped onto the floor, exhaustion filling his body.

a familiar set of foot steps approached him, dropping bandages before walking off to the next machine.

he used the bandages while wondering about who gave it to him.

rodger: "hm.."

he walked to the elevator just before it opened, everyone running in as the descent began.

goob shared bandages with his sister scrap, and their friend tisha.

toodles stood by roger, seeing him as a father figure.

glisten leaned against the wall, and being a toon of a mirror, he was fixing the smudges and doing make-up.