You do a quick dash under the desk, but the Mouse-Boss spots you. "What do you think you're doing?" he asks, pulling you out by your tail. "Come out of there at once, there's a nice cosy cell waiting for you in the maximum-security wing!"

It is getting very difficult to breath in the mousehole by now, thanks to Donald's head which is blocking the only air hole. "What the hell is that?" yells the Mouse-Boss, pointing a trembling paw at the clown's gigantic nose. Upon seeing you Donald attempts to push his whole body through the mousehole, causing the entire wall to collapse and bringing down bricks and plaster on you all. FIN.