Cruella drives up to an abandoned place in her Tesla. Her henchmen told her to meet them there along with the last Dalmatian. She steps out of the car, It's a mess out here. She is dressed way too nice to be in such a filthy place. She walks up to the door and steps into mysterious goo, but doesn't notice. She pulls and tugs on the knob and is able to shove it open. She excitingly laughs, knowing she is getting closer to getting her hands on the last pup. She tries to lift her foot to step inside and she can't. Her heels are completely stuck. The weird stuff she stepped in seems to be glue. She struggles to break free. Cruella loses her balance and falls flat on her face in the door way. Her heels stayed in place. The bottom of her pantyhose wrapped feet fly through the air. She pulls herself up from the ground and scoffs. She walks up stairs, muttering to herself in disgust. She walks past a hallway and sees a cage with a sign on it that reads "Lucky." He won't be so lucky when she get her hands on him. She pulls back sign and sees an empty cage. But there is a note addressed to her. It says her henchmen are sick of her bossing them around and that they quit. "PS, Have a nice fall!" She scoffs- It's winter?! Suddenly, the floor drops from under her, and she falls through the ground. Her feet plunge into a giant tank full molasses. She falls back into the thick mess and goes completely under. Bubbles rush to the top from her breath. She emerges and wipes the mess out of her eyes but quickly loses balance again and slips under again. She scrambles over to the side and pulls the top half of her body out. Trying to catch a breath. She curses and screams her henchmen names. She tries to climb out but slips back in. Her legs swing and kick in the air while the top half of her body is under the mess. The pulls herself off to the side again. She groans and moans in disgust. Molasses drips off her face and hair. She loses her grip and falls back into the mess. She tries to get out and over and over again but keeps falling back under. Eventually she is able to swing her legs over the side. Stringy, sticky molasses drips off her nylon covered legs and feet. You can see close ups of the mess dripping off her toes. She is able to crawl out of the tank but slips on the mess puddle on the ground and flies back into the tank. She uses the leg method again and is able to finally get out of the tank, but slips again and lands on her back. Making a huge splat noise. She tries to get up and but keeps slipping. She finally gets on her feet and takes a look at the damage done to her outfit. "How can this day get any worse?!" She shouts. Then suddenly, she trips a booby trap that pours a bucket of bright pink cake batter from the ceiling down onto the top of her head. Covering her in pink mess! She is pissed! She rushes off to find her henchmen, they are going to pay!

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