Paw Patrol pups and the Escape Room

¿did we win?

Moby looks around the giant study room and then walks around the room.

"Wh-What is this room?" Moby says confused walking around.

Moby notices a wall maze with different knobs with numbers on them, he walks to it and moves one of the knobs then he hears a noise.

"H-Huh?"

He turns around and notices the wall slowly closing in, he frantically looks around for clues until he see four paintings with someone pointing in a certain direction.

"Maybe it's like a clock, i just have to put a certain number in for the code to escape this room" Moby thinks to himself.

He quickly examines the paintings and moves each knob.

"2..5..3..1" He says as he moves each knob to the center.

He moves the last one but nothing happens, the wall keeps getting closer and Closer to him and he tries to find a way to not get crushed.

He sees a shield the fell off the wall and grabs it, as he did a broken stick stabs him in his hien leg and he cries out in pain.

He manages to get out before it dug deeper into his leg, he quickly rushes it to the fireplace and puts the shield in first then goes into the blocked fireplace until the room stops moving.

He stays in the fireplace and begins examining it until the fireplace opens up and he falls down in plain old cement room with a metal door in front of him.

Moby walks to the door and opens it revealing a giant room with machines, wires and Computers in the center of the room.

He walks down the Stairs and slowly towards the center where a plaided couch was at.

Just then a old fluffy male dog appears out of no where startling Moby.

"So you must be the only one standing, aye?" The old dog says walking around Moby.

"Why..WHY!?" Moby yells in pain and frustration.

"Because...It's fun to see them suffer while solving puzzles..if the only way is to escape the room..why not add a little Pizzazz, a little..danger to it"

Moby stares at the old dog  who was staring at a giant screen that shows the images of the dead players with red X's on their faces.

"Please have a seat, do you smoke?" The old dog asks.

"I don't FUCKING smoke you PRICK" Moby snaps at the old dog, the old dog blinks a few times before placing a box of cigarettes on a table with his mouth.

Moby jumps onto the couch and sits while he waits.

"I just wanna get the hell out of this shit hole" Moby says.

The old dog walks quietly behind moby then suddenly wraps a wire around Moby's neck choking him.

Before he could choke Moby to death, a security camera points at the old dog and a robotic voice was heard.

"New player added, welcome Dr Sheltie"

The Sheltie's photo profile pops up along with Zuma's Photo not having an X anymore.

Zuma comes from behind the screen and shoots Dr Sheltie in the hien leg making him limp.

"MOBY!!!" Zuma yells as he runs to Moby who was breathing heavily on the floor.

"Z-Zuma..i-i'm okay really.." He says placing his pae onto his chest.

"Y-You're gonna be okay ri-"

"ZUMA BEHIND YOU" Moby yells

Zuma turns around to see Dr Sheltie with a metal pipe above his head as he was about to swing it down, Zuma shoots him 12 times 6 times in the stomach and 6 times in the chest.

The Sheltie falls onto the floor with blood flowing everywhere Zuma and Moby stands up and hovers over him.

"Should we make sure that he's actually dea-"

Before Zuma could ask Moby takes the gun and Shoots Dr Sheltie three more times in his head.

"There, now lets get the hell out of this place" Moby says grabbing Zumas paw and they both find the exit and walk out of the building.

Zuma was sitting in the hospital Chair with Coral by his side and the other pups on his other side, a Doberman in a black suit approaches Zuma getting his attention.

"Zuma mind coming with us for a minuet?"

Zuma agrees and goes with the doberman, they park in front of the building and take the elevator up to the floor.

After the doors open, Zuma's eyes widened as he sees the floor was trashed and wrecked.

"B-But..this..THIS IS WHERE THE WAITING ROOM WAS" Zuma says scanning the place.

"And there was a thing that..that looked like a oven thing and there was a painting on this wall that was a vent and..and"

The Doberman places his paw on Zuma's shoulder.

"Sir..there wasn't anything here that you described, we can assign you and your friend to a therapist so you both can get some help" He says before leaving to the elevator doors.

Zuma looks at the wall shaking his head in disbelief and mumbles no over and over until he lost it and lets out a loud frustrated scream that echos throughout the building.