In the midst of this epic struggle for the fate of our world, a siren arose. Coming from the distance but closing in quick, everyone’s attention was drawn to route 63 from which this ruckus was coming. It was not long before the outline of a bald man on a motorcycle became clear...closer...closer...it was Rob Halford! Fully adorned in leather, with a squad car chasing him. Rob turned sharp to avoid crashing into Paul, but got blinded by light reflecting off of Johnny’s fiddle, causing him to run directly over, and through Warrel Dane. The corpse split, and fell to the earth as the squad car pulled up behind Halford who ended up against a light pole. Iron Maiden could be heard blasting from with in the vehicle as the door opened, and out stepped Matt Barlow, red curly locks down to his waist, pointing his gun at Rob and then looking around with quite the confused expression on his face.
Paul spoke up "Why would you shoot Rob Halford, Matt?". Matt grimaced and shouted "HE WAS BREAKING THE LAW!". Rob shook his head and calmly stated "Matt, I told you man, that was years ago. I am mainly just hell-bent for leather these days." At this moment Tomer broke out in a sharp cackle, wiping tears from his face...