The creature snarled, saliva dripping from it's gaping maw as it leaps onto the hood of the Mystery Machine. "Jinkies!" yelps Velma, shocked by the creature's sudden appearance.

"Fred, watch out!" shrieks Daphne as the Mystery Machine swerve's dangerously close to the edge of the dirt road.

"Like yeah man, it's getting a little rocky back here!" cries Shaggy.

"I can't see anything!" yelps Fred as he struggles to keep the Mystery Machine on the road.

"Freddy stop the car, maybe we can get it off the hood!" shrieks Daphne. Daphne and Velma gasp as the creature slams it's paw into the windshield, causing the glass to crack.

"Ruh oh!" mumbles Scooby as Fred swerves again in a desperate attempt to shake the creature off the hood.

"We have to stop the car before we crash!" yelps Velma, fear evident in her voice.

"I wish I could but it looks like we don't have any breaks!" shouts Fred. "Everybody hold on!" shouts Fred as the gang has only moments to brace for impact as the creature leaps off the hood and the sound of creaking metal and shattering glass echoes across the forest and everything goes black.

Moments later Shaggy comes to, with him and Scooby miraculously shielded from the majority of the impact. "Like Scoob, wake up!" whispers Shaggy lighty shaking the unconscious Great Dane.

"Raggy, rut rappened?" mutters a groggy Scooby, sitting up while rubbing his head with his paw.

"Like I don't know Scoob. Like Fred what happened?" calls out Shaggy, but his question goes unanswered. "Like Fred...Velma...Daphne? You guys okay?" calls out Shaggy, and once again his calls go unanswered, as worry begins to eat away at the young man. Shaggy and Scooby peak over the back seat and see a sight that makes both of them nearly sick to their stomach. Fred is slumped over the steering wheel over the deflated airbag, Daphne slumped against him with, and finally Velma is slumped against the dashboard, her glasses shattered as a cut bleeds sluggishly on her forehead. Suddenly a rustle is heard from the backseat as Daphne stirs.

"Raphne, rou're ralright!" barks scooby, his tail wagging.

"Ugh, what happened, oh my gosh, Fred!" a groggy Daphne cries as she is instantly snapped out of her grogginess by the sight of her unconcious lover. Tears begin to fall from the woman's eyes as she lightly shakes Fred's shoulder with her right arm, her left cradled in her lap.

"Like hold on. Daph, can you unbuckle Fred, and Velma? Scoob and I are coming!" yelps Shaggy as him and Scooby try to open the back doors but it's jammed. "It's jammed! Like Scoob, push on three!" shouts Shaggy, panic rising in his voice.

"Rot rit Raggy!" calls Scooby, preparing to leap at the doors.

"Okay, one...two...three!" shouts Shaggy as he kicks the door just as Scooby collides with them, their combined forces bursting the door open. The doors open causing a surprised Scooby to go tumbling onto the ground with an "oof" escaping the canine's mouth as he hits the ground. "Hold on guys we're coming!' says Shaggy as he sprints out of the now opened van toward the front passenger door, with Scooby heading to the driver's side. They rip the doors open, with Scooby helping Daphne get Fred out of the Mystery Machine, while Shaggy tries to assess Velma's injuries. He goes to grab her but pauses seeing the blood on her hands and face as her glasses lay ruined on the mangled floor. "Oh Velms please be alright," whispers Shaggy as he gathers the unconscious young woman in his arms, holding her close, her realizes how poorly he treated Velma in the past. As he lays Velma down on the ground beside Fred, Velma finally begins to stir.

"Ugh, what happened? And where am I?" murmured Velma, her bloodied hands reaching up to rub the blurriness from her eyes, "And where are my glasses!" yelped Velma, now completely panicked.

"Easy Velm, easy...the mystery machine is in pretty rough shape but everyone is okay. Daphne's up, Fred is awake but a little out of it, and Scooby is over there playing look out," Shaggy says softly.

"My glasses, I can't see…" sobbed Velma, already shaken by the situation and without her glasses she's defenseless.

"It's alright I grabbed your spare pair that I keep in the compartment in the back of the mystery machine, they're right here," soothes Shaggy handing Velma her spare glasses.

"Uh, thank you," whispers Velma as an awkward silence sets in.

"No problem," says Shaggy trying to lighten the mood, but his strained tone gives it away.

"What are we going to do? We're stuck here, injured, stranded and alone!" sobs Velma beginning to shake as she gestures to the mangled Mystery Machine with the front half embedded in a tree.

"Hey, it's alright, we aren't alone, the whole gang's here, we'll be fine for a few hours. Everything's going to be okay, you'll see," soothes Shaggy, looking into Velma's tear-stained eyes. Shaggy trembles, worried because he's never seen the normally confident and strong willed Velma so vulnerable and scared before. They gaze into each-others' eyes, each not sure what they are searching for, but their moment is interrupted as lone howl tears through the silence, echoing through the night.