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“What were those things!?” One of the victims said, most likely referring to Spawn, Ghost Rider, and Slimy. “We will explain everything outside!” Sam said still leading the way. Once they all got outside, a loud roar could be heard from inside, followed by a loud thump. A few moments later Johnny came running over to the group. Twitch was already on the radio with dispatch. “What happened? What were those things?” “Can I go home?” “Do you have any painkillers?” Michael held up his hands, “We will help in anyway we can, but you didn’t see those things down there. Got it?” Murmurs of agreement could be heard, as well as police sirens. Michael walked over to Johnny and asked “What happened, where’s Spawn?” “Slimy back there became goop, and as for Spawn, he said he’d meet us at the dinner.” He shrugged. “They’ve got things under control now.” Sam said now standing beside Michael. “You guys go ahead. I need to talk to Johnny.” He replied leading Johnny over to their bikes. “I know I said I didn’t want to see Ghost Rider on this case, but thank you. You and Spawn saved those people over there.” He said pointing to the civilians. “That’s what us spirits of vengeance do.” Johnny smiled, and turned to get on his bike to go meet the others, who at this point are already at the cafe with Spawn. “I also found this in the basement.” Michael said holding a file for Johnny to read. Johnny took the file and read it. “This is Prince’s file. You don’t think they did something to them?” “I doubt it, but we will find out.” He took the file back from Johnny and put it away. “Let’s go meet the others. Oh, and I call some action next time.” He smirked.