Roland, now stuck on the outer wall of an inn, was furiously screaming; "Just you wait, annoying cricket!" His pal Gordon stood up behind the waste bin he had taken cover just second before. Gordon took a look at Roland, he sniffed loudly and vowed that he would not let the same thing happen to him. Gordon cracked his own neck with his hands and then stretched his body as wide as he could. He looked menacingly at Clark and his human friend while getting ready to attack them. "Now is the time to fight or get the heck out of here", Clark whispered. Arthur nodded very slowly. Gordon started walking toward the two and he was now only 30 feet away from them. "Don't worry Roland, I will make them pay!", he shouted at Roland who was still stuck at the wall of an inn with the name "The Doberman's Pit". A couple of guests wondered what caused the noisy ruckus and now a bunch of people stood outside watching the violent scene. "NOW!", Arthur screamed. He grabbed Clark's hand and the both of them turned to an alley and ran into the alley as fast as they could. They were lucky as they had barely missed the impact of Gordon's thick metal shoe. The alley was filled with empty boxed thrown out by employees of the inn and the ground was filthy, filled with rotting food. Every couple of feet a small group of mice or other vermin were eating anything that was still edible. Gordon had a tall and thin stature which was to his benefit, were it not for the hanging drying racks with wet clothes obstructing his view. He swung his fists blindly in the direction of Clark and Arthur and even hit Arthur on the head once. Arthur fell down on the ground, but Clark pulled him away just in time when Gordon tried to squash Arthur's head to smithereens. Arthur quickly got up and the alley ended, leading them to a crowded street that led to the market. "Which direction should we now take?" Clark asked Arthur, hoping Arthur would have a helpful idea about the next step of their escape plan. Arthur shook his head, but they both knew they would have to hurry up if they wanted to ditch Gordon.