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It was a scorching day like the Earth was placed in to an oven. Benny had decided to take a walk without thinking about what the extreme heat could do to him.
After thirty minutes of being exposed to the harsh weather, he was laying in a grassy area on a trail somewhere in the woods. The ink on his body was dripping, creating an inky pool underneath him, and he didn’t have the energy to use any of his powers to get back to his home. He was slowly melting away; it seemed like he wasn’t going to get help any time soon, so the mutant decided to try and take matters in to his own hands. Despite his best efforts to stand and walk, he fell back down to his knees as he panted with his ink running down his face, gloves, and white bands on the arms of his jacket. He made a terrible mistake.
“Hello? Are you alright?” *Bendo was standing over him.
“I-if you count slowly melting away as being okay, then I’m dandy…” Benny replied, and flopped on to his back. “Please tell me there’s an empty house nearby. I need to get out of the heat. I-it’s too much for me…”
“Come with me. I know a good place.” *Bendo helped him up.*
“T-thanks…” He said, then groaned. “I-I was so stupid to come out here… I could’ve d-died!”
Bendo led him to… a Police Box?
Benny looked at the police box and raised a brow. "W-what's this?"
