The white tiger hurried into the room. The room had one door, and had a single dimmed light. Out of the shadows crept the mad scientist that had been hired by the tiger. “The drone is complete.” The scientist whispered. “Good.” soothed the tiger. “I will release it on Inspector Gadget and the battery-powered drone will energeticly tear him apart.” “Yes sir.” The scientist bowed, and left the room. The scientist ate a sandwich given to him by the tiger. He then went to his lair and slept. The poison from the sandwich ate through his stomach that night.