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After painfully dealing with Rubble and that being the moment he was mentally driven insane and wanting the others dead, he planned on giving Chase an honorable end for his story by showing him the remains of his two victims, Marshall and Rubble. While Chase was trying to catch Rubble's scent to find him, he was knocked out cold by Rocky. When Chase woke up, he saw Rocky. "I want you to see this, cuz this'll be the last time we'll see each other, and you'll be joining them." Rocky said, grinning sinisterly. "Are you ok?" Chase asked. "I'm better than ok! No more will I ever have to worry about a silly Dalmatian ever again!" Rocky shouted. Before Chase could do anything, Rocky pinned Chase down, opened his jaws and engulfed his head, slurped him inside and viciously swallowed him down. When Chase reached his destination, he saw the pup-tags and collars of Marshall and Rubble. "Someone will stop you, and you'll regret it!" Chase yelled, fully aware of the stomach acids coming near him, and quickly surrounding him, eager to break the German Shepherd pup down. The next morning, Rocky saw Zuma and Skye together and growled. Guess I'll have to kill the both of them, two for the price of one. Rocky thought to himself.