The lawmen storm into the train car.

“Well, Mabel…there’s only one choice left,” says Dipper. He points the laser blaster at the roof of the railcar and fires. There’s an enormous flash of bright light and a deafening boom that blows out all the train windows.

The lawmen dive for cover.

“What in blazes?” one screams.

“He has some sort of pocket cannon!” screams another.

“Who—who are you?” asks the sheriff.

The train lurches forward and begins to pick up speed.

Dipper quickly grabs Mabel by the arm and runs out the opposite side of the train, leaping from the shattered railcar window.

The twins hit the ground, roll, stand, and run.

Blendin stumbles out the door of the train and rolls toward them, hitting a patch of cacti along the way.

The twins wave good-bye to the lawmen as the train chugs by.

Blendin walks toward the train tracks.

“Woo-hoo!” says Mabel. “Best day ever!”

“Yeah!” says Dipper. “Close call!”

“Oh, no!” shouts Blendin, lifting his crushed time tape from the tracks.

They look around. There’s only desert for miles.

“Uh…now what do we do?” asks Dipper.

“Oh! Birds! And puppies!” says Mabel, smiling.

“Mabel, those are vultures…and coyotes,” says Dipper.

It looks like our heroes have reached…

THE END.

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