The brunette was so locked into the puzzle before her that she almost didn't hear Scooby's cry.  But something caught her ear and she turned towards her furred companion, his expression letting her know all she needed to.<br/><br/>"What?  No!  That's impossible!  You checked the rooms, right?  How could she have been taken?  The bathroom window isn't even big enough for her to get out of, let alone someone else get in!"<br/><br/>She raced up the steps and into the apartment.  After only a moment of hesitation, she threw herself at the locked door.  A few kicks later the frame finally broke and Velma stumbled into the undeniably empty bathroom. Fear for her friend threatened to overwhelm her and she felt the world swim, but a glance at the Great Dane reminded her that if she broke down so would he, and then there would be no one left to save the model.<br/><br/>So instead she mentally retraced her friend's steps.  Daphne had been fine when she'd been locked into the bathroom, and there was no way any one could have taken her out of it... unless... "There has to be a trap door or something, Scoob.  Do you smell anything?  Mustiness, or a breeze?  Anything out of the ordinary?"