Clover, Sam, and Alex were walking out of Jerry's office, who had just congratulated them on their latest mission, putting a man calling himself T. Ransform into their prison.
"Well, glad that's over with..." Sam said, giving a sigh of relief.
"I know, that one was, like, totally exhausting!" Clover responded.
"At least he didn't get to unleash his gas on the world..." Alex said.
"So, what was that stuff supposed to do anyway?" Clover asked Sam.
"I don't know, we had him captured before he could tell us." Sam answered. "Didn't put up much of a fight, now that I think of it..."
Elsewhere, in one of WOOHP's laboratories...
A man wearing a black cloak and hood was working with chemicals, seeming satisfied once a vial had turned purple.
"Excellent, it's ready." He said. "Now that the three are here after capturing my pawn, it's time I make my move!"
The man poured the chemical into a nearby machine, which soon began to unleast a purple mist into the building's ventilation ducts...
Back with our heroes...
The three saw the mist come out of a nearby vent, and were immediately worried.
"I'm guessing that's not some kind of air freshener..." Alex said.
"Careful girls, don't... *cough* breathe it..." Sam tried to warn, before accidentally breathing in the gas. Clover and Alex soon followed suit, and thus they began to feel strange...
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