The ostrich seemed surprised by his mounting. It briskly lurched forward when The Master tapped it with his heels. Then the ostrich hurtled straight towards the mutants. A wolf mutant drew a dagger, grinning devilishly. But, before The Master or the wolf mutant could do anything, the ostrich pecked at the wolf mutant to get some of that sweet, sweet gelatin. "Agh! Stop that!" roared the wolf mutant as he was assaulted  by the ostrich. The polar bear mutant smacked at the ostrich with his club. It struck the ostrich's side, and it yelped and dashed towards the door. It seemed that The Master had escaped from the five mutants! And then is forehead slammed against the ceiling and he was flung, semiconscious, from the ostrich. Too dazed to stand, The Master laid on his back as the mutants approached him... the last thing he heard was... sirens? Shouting in Arabic? Growls of pain? Gunfire? His vision blurred, he he quickly passed out.

The Master awoke on a cot. There was shouting outside. It was dark. He was inside of a jail cell, and there were several other jail cells around him. But most of the doors, his included, were wide open. It didn't seem like any of them were even capable of fully shutting.

The walls were old and tattered. He seemed free to go outside, but could likely only go so far. A look outside of the window revealed a large fence and some guards. There also seemed to be a large crowd of people underneath of him, but he would have to go downstairs in order to investigate.