They rushed to the door and flung it open. Standing in the driveway were several shadowy figures that looked terrifyingly familiar: the Black Knight, the Space Kook, and a glowing Ghost Diver. But there was something off—they weren't just the classic villains; they looked like ghostly doppelgängers of the gang itself.

The trap was set. As the robotic doppelgängers closed in, Fred triggered a series of elaborate Rube Goldberg-style contraptions involving a giant popcorn machine and a series of mirrors. The robots were lured into a trap and unmasked, revealing they were being remote-controlled by the prison warden, who had been using Coco’s technology to create "threats" so he could look like a hero.

"Reah! No rhosts!" Scooby agreed, his tail wagging as he eyed a box of Scooby Snacks.

"Like, this is the life, Scoob," Shaggy said, stacking three sandwiches on top of each other. "No ghosts, no ghouls, just us and a giant bowl of popcorn."

The rest of the gang burst into the kitchen. "Did you guys see that?" Fred asked, his eyes wide with excitement. "A green glow just passed by the front porch!"

"Jinkies!" Velma exclaimed. "Those aren't just costumes. They look like... us?"

"Zoinks! Did you hear that?" Shaggy shivered, his sandwich trembling in his hands.