The next day, Gidget arrived at Max's apartment to find almost everyone there. "What's going on?" she asked, pushing her way through the crowd. Turning to face his girlfriend, Max answered her question, "Snowball found Ozone."
"When Tattoo and I were heading off to form another search party, we found him wandering around. He managed to say a few things before he passed out," Snowball explained. Behind him, the hairless feline was laying on the couch looking awful. His paws were cut, he was covered in filth and he seemed to have lost some weight, if that was possible for the already skinny cat. He was fast asleep with an ice pack on his head. Pops was cleaning up the small cuts and bruises he had all over his scrawny body.
"What did he say?" Leonard asked, worried for his friend. Pepe sat beside him whimpering and shaking.
"All he could say was Queens and warehouse before he passed out. I'm assuming that's where he's been for the the past six days," Snowball answered, though he had absolutely no clue what that all meant.
All of the sudden, Ozone jolted awake.
