Chapter 2

7:31pm

[Junkyard]

Sissel:
Just as before, rain passes
through me as it makes its
way to the ground.

Sissel:
I wonder if that red-headed
woman is still here...?

Ray:
After that telephone call, she
reported the whole incident to
the police.

Ray:
This junkyard is such an out-of-
the-way place. It'll take them a
while to get here...

Ray:
Until they arrive, though,
it looks like she's
watching over your body.

Sissel:
A sense of duty, eh? It's a
wonder she isn't scared of
ghosts in this spooky place.

Ray:
The ghosts are already
here! Heh heh.

Sissel:
Hey, cut that out! She'll
think I'm haunting the
place!

Ray:
In any case...

Ray:
...just leave this place to me. You
go out and pursue your mystery.

7:42pm

[Junkyard]

Ray:
So how was your meeting
with your murderer?

Sissel:
There were a couple of
guys, but I don't remember
ever seeing them before.

Ray:
But don't forget, you've
lost your memory.

Ray:
Who knows? They might even
be good friends of yours.

Sissel:
(They're not exactly the
types I'd ever want to be
best buddies with...)

Sissel:
By the way, where is our
redhead?

Ray:
I think she's around
here somewhere.

Lynne:
So that guy in the black
suit was targeting me...

Lynne:
But why...?

Lynne:
And then that wrecking ball
came down and saved me...

Lynne:
But how?

Lynne:
.......

Lynne: 
There's something funny
going on tonight. And I've
got a bad feeling about it!

Sissel:
(I'll save her as many times
as it takes... as long as she
helps out with my mystery.)

Sissel:
(Besides, how many times
can a person die in one
night, right?)

[Luxurious Parlor]

Adjutant:
Preparations are
almost complete, sir.

Sith:
Hmm, yes... Finally! I'm starting to
get sick of grapes, my good man.

Adjutant:
We have other fruit, sir. Might I
suggest you try one of them, sir?

Sith:
Bah! I thought I would,
after I finish this bunch...

Sith:
...but, I say, no matter how
many I eat, there always
seem to be more...

Adjutant:
I see, sir.

Adjutant:
In any case, soon, the
telephone will be out of
service for a while, sir.

Adjutant:
So you will be receiving
"One Step Ahead" Tengo's
report a little later, sir.

Sith:
Very good, very good.

Sissel:
(The telephone is going
to be "out of service"?!)

[Luxurious Parlor]

Sissel:
This line doesn't
seem to be working.

Sissel:
(Guess I can't go there right now.)

Chapter 3

8:16pm

[Lynne's Apartment]

Sissel:
This line doesn't
seem to be working.

Sissel:
(Guess I can't go there right now.)

[Troubled Man's Office]

Guard:
Are you all right, sir?!

Minister:
I ordered all of you not
to come near me!

Guard:
I-I beg your pardon, sir!

Minister:
*sigh* I'm sorry. I shouldn't
have yelled at you like that.

Minister:
But I'd like to be left alone
right now. You may go.

Guard:
Yes, sir!

Sissel:
Oh, boy.

Sissel:
Another strange room, and
another strange person.

Sissel:
(I wish these telephone
lines came with nameplates
or something... Sheesh.)

[Lady's Red Apt.]

Sissel:
Still typing away
passionately, I see.

Sissel:
She'd type her fingers to
the bone to complete her
tale of love, I imagine.

Sissel:
The little girl with the fever
seems to be sleeping now.

Sissel:
I hope she's having
sweet dreams.

Amelie:
Oh...

Amelie:
Mr. Prime Minister...

Sissel:
Hmm, I guess not.

[Troubled Man's Office]

Sissel:
He still appears to be
deeply troubled.

Sissel:
If he doesn't have any work
to do, why doesn't he just
go home and go to bed?

Sissel:
Maybe the fact he doesn't
have any work to do is what
has him deeply troubled...?

Sissel:
I have quite a bit of
work to do, myself.

Sissel:
Don't know which of us
is in a more enviable
situation, though...

8:19pm

[Park]

Sissel:
It appears to be the
entrance to a nearly-
deserted, dimly-lit park.

Sissel:
The voices of two young
people drift over to
me on the breeze...

Youth:
Stop the park from being turned
into a housing site! Protect the
park, the rock of the gods!

Rindge:
Uh, sorry, but could you
do that somewhere else?

Rindge:
I'm a little busy right now.
I don't have time to talk.

Youth:
I suppose you think I'm a
man of dubious character,
a questionable person...!

Rindge:
No, I, uh...

Youth:
But if an objective person were
asked, they might think YOU were
a little suspicious, yourself!

Youth:
As two suspicious characters,
shouldn't we take the time to
converse with each other?

Rindge:
Oh, boy... All right. But
just for a minute.

Youth:
There! I like your attitude!
I like it very much! Let's
relax and talk a while, then.

Youth:
The night is young,
and so are we!

Rindge:
Oh, man...

8:20pm

[Park]

Sissel:
The entrance to the
park, still as nearly-
deserted as before.

Sissel:
The voice of one of
the young people has
become more animated...

Youth:
This park! This park is in the
midst of a crisis! A calamity!
The park is in trouble!

Rindge:
So... A housing site, huh?
That's what they want to
make this place into?

Youth:
Oh, what an evil plan! A terrible
plot that will surely bring down
the wrath of the gods upon us!

Rindge:
Oh, I get it now... You LIVE
in this park, don't you?

Youth:
Well, I can't deny that
that, indeed, might be
the case, yes... However!

Youth:
This park is no ordinary
park. No! Not ordinary! The
gods are here. The gods!

Rindge:
The gods, huh...? And what
was that weird thing you
mentioned a minute ago?

Rindge:
Something about the
"house of the gods" or
something?

Youth:
Yes! As I build my house on
the rock of the gods, it must be
protected! We must protect it!

Youth:
If you look at paragraph twenty-
three of this leaflet, you'll see the
"rock of the gods" explained!

Youth:
Won't you take a moment with
me now to study all about it?

Youth:
The night is extremely young,
and so are we!

Rindge:
... You mind if I keep on
working while you talk?

8:22pm

[Park]

Sissel:
The entrance to the
nearly-deserted park...

Sissel:
The voices of two young
people drift over to
me on the breeze...

Youth:
Listen and heed!
Listen to my words!

Youth:
I'm sure that unabashed
peeping of yours may
bring a momentary thrill...

Youth:
But remember! The gods are
"peeping" at us at all times!

Youth:
And that is why I stand before
you now to ask you this question!

Youth:
Do you peep at the gods?

Rindge:
........

Youth:
The gods are everywhere.
They are all around us.

Youth:
So, come on. I invite you now
to come and converse with me!

Youth:
The night is... getting late!
And we are young!

Rindge:
........

Sissel:
(The detectives lips
are twitching.)

Sissel:
(Is he cold, or is it
something else?)

Chapter 4

8:23pm

[Junkyard]

Blue Detective:
I want to be a legendary
detective someday.

McCaw:
Oh yeah? In that case, you
oughta start doing whatever
you can now to prepare.

Blue Detective:
To be honest, I already have.

Blue Detective:
I've started practicing some
awesome dance moves to do
while I'm investigating.

McCaw:
Say what?

Blue Detective:
Inspector Cabanela already
nabbed the title of "Legendary
Stair-Stepping Detective"...

Blue Detective:
So I'm gonna be the "Legendary
Investigating Detective"!

McCaw:
I'm starting to feel
a little worried...

McCaw:
Worried for the future of this
nation's police organization,
that is...

8:31pm

[Lady's Red Apt.]

Sissel:
It looks like the novelist
is still taken up with her
prime minister.

Sissel:
The "atmosphere" is so thick
in this room, it's enough
to make your eyes smart.

Sissel:
I think I'd better leave,
before this air
suffocates me...

[Troubled Man's Office]

Minister:
Maybe I was wrong...

Minister:
Maybe Emma was right...

Minister:
Maybe it was a mistake
I was ever born at all...

Minister:
But wait a minute. If I'd
never been born, Amelie
wouldn't be here right now!

Minister:
*groan* It's gotten to the
point where I don't know
what my mistakes were...!

Minister:
What defines a
"mistake," anyway?

Minister:
If something isn't right, does
that make it a mistake?!

Sissel:
I'm out of here.

[Park]

Sissel:
The entrance to the
nearly-deserted park...

Sissel:
The detective who was
ordered by Cabanela to
perform a stake out...

Sissel:
...is nowhere to be seen.
Maybe he's in the restroom?

Sissel:
I wonder if that strange
young man followed
him in there...?

[The Chicken Kitchen]

Sissel:
I don't see any
customers hungering
for chicken tonight.

Sissel:
(I hear singing coming
from the kitchen.)

Chef:
La la la! Tonight, I'm in love!
In love with you and only you!

Chef:
My darling Miss Chicken!
Let me shower you with gifts
of salt and pepper! La la la!

Sissel:
He's not a bad singer.
(But I guess I'd
better be going.)

[Junkyard]

Ray:
Oh, back again?

Sissel:
Yeah, just checking to
see if anything's new.

Ray:
Well, let me see...

Ray:
A moment ago, your corpse
was taken away by the police.

Sissel:
It was? Oh.

Sissel:
(I guess I'll never see
my poor corpse again...)

Ray:
Nothing is permanent. We
lose everything in the end...

Sissel:
But there are some things
we can get back. Right, Ray?

Ray:
I suppose you are right.

[The Chicken Kitchen]

Sissel:
I don't see any
customers that have a
date with chicken tonight.

Sissel:
(I hear singing coming
from the kitchen.)

Chef:
La la la! I love you!
I swear it's true!

Chef:
I truly love you!
By my goose bumps,
I swear! La la la!

Sissel:
He's not a bad singer.
(But I guess I'd
better be going.)

Chapter 5

8:39pm

[Park]

Sissel:
The entrance to a nearly-
deserted, dimly-lit park.

Sissel:
The sad voice of a
young man drifts over
to me on the breeze...

Rindge:
Hmph...

Rindge:
I suddenly feel so all alone.

Rindge:
Yeah, he was a pain in the
neck, but now that he's gone...

Rindge:
...I feel almost like I've been
abandoned by the gods...

Sissel:
(He is a complicated
young man.)

[Super's Office]

Sissel:
That cop looks miserable.

Sissel:
He looks just like
a drenched and dejected
kitten in the rain.

Sissel:
........

Sissel:
(Hmm. I think he's starting
to rub off on me.)

Officer:
Tonight, in this town,
on this planet, in this
galaxy, in this cosmos...

Officer:
...is there any other man
as miserable as me?

Officer:
My goal was to be a police
officer as shining and as
bright as a newly-minted coin...

Officer:
But now I have to
find another dream.

Sissel:
........

Officer:
I know! I'll be a newly-minted
coin as shining and bright as
a police officer!

Sissel:
(Well... I'll say this much...)

Sissel:
(It's nice to have a goal...)

8:49pm

[Troubled Man's Office]

Minister:
Even as I sit here,
time is ticking away.

Minister:
I wonder what he's
feeling right now?

Minister:
I bet he hates me!
Aaaargh...!

Minister:
Oh, if only I could blow up and
scatter into a million pieces...!

Sissel:
(Maybe he oughta think of
more peaceful images...)

[Super's Office]

Sissel:
That cop looks miserable.

Sissel:
He looks just like
a drenched and dejected
kitten in the rain.

Sissel:
........

Sissel:
(Hmm, I think he's starting
to rub off on me.)

Officer:
Tonight, in this town,
on this planet, in this
galaxy, in this cosmos...

Officer:
...is there any other man
as miserable as me?

Officer:
My goal was to be a police
officer as shining and as
bright as a newly-minted coin...

Officer:
But now I have to
find another dream.

Sissel:
........

Officer:
I know! I'll be a newly-minted
coin as shining and bright as
a police officer!

Pigeon Man:
Yes... Yes, that's a better
goal for you, I think.

Officer:
It is, isn't it?

Sissel:
(Well... I'll say this much...)

Sissel:
(It's nice to have a goal...)

[Uniformed Men's Office]

Bailey:
Aaaaaargh!

Co-worker:
What's with you all of a sudden?

Bailey:
What do you think of my
quirky behavior?! Surprised?

Co-worker:
Huh?

Bailey:
You seemed bored, so I
thought I'd wake you up.

Bailey:
You can call that my "Gotcha!"
move! What do you think?

Co-worker:
........

Co-worker:
If a normal person
pulled a move like that,
sure, I might be startled.

Co-worker:
But this is you we're
talking about.

Bailey:
Oh... Okay...

Bailey:
........

Bailey:
Aaaaaargh!

Bailey:
H-How can you be
so insensitive?!

Bailey:
I-I was only trying to
open up communication
between us! I thought --

Co-worker:
Do your work, Bailey.

Sissel:
(What a team.)

[Super's Office]

Sissel:
Here, it's as if time
is at a standstill...

Sissel:
...while, downstairs, a
terrible situation is calling
out for my attention.

Sissel:
(I'd better get back
down there...)

Chapter 6

9:03pm

[Junkyard]

Ray:
Ah, welcome back!
How is it going?

Ray:
Have you solved all
of your mysteries?

Sissel:
Can't you tell by my face?

Ray:
I did see your face,
but I asked anyway.

Sissel:
(Smart-alecky light
fixture...)

Sissel:
The lady detective and I
decided to join forces.

Sissel:
She and I are connected
somehow... I just know it.

Ray:
Oh! That's fine news!

Sissel:
(Look at him wriggle
happily...)

Ray:
Tonight, you and she
both suffered misfortune.

Ray:
But if you combine her
bad luck and yours...

Ray:
...it makes great good fortune.

Ray:
Remember that.

Sissel:
I dunno. By my math, bad
luck plus bad luck equals
a whole lotta bad luck.

Ray:
You should check your figures.

[Lady's Red Apt.]

Sissel:
The passionate typing
continues on.

Sissel:
She wears her fingers away
as she spins her tale of love.

Amelie:
Good luck, Mama.

Sissel:
She's a sharp-tongued little
girl, but she still supports
her mother's dreams...

Amelie:
...And please get out
of that business as
quickly as possible.

Sissel:
Hmm, I guess not.

[Park]

Sissel:
The entrance to a nearly-
deserted, dimly-lit park.

Sissel:
The sad voice of a
young man drifts over
to me on the breeze...

Rindge:
I have to use the restroom...

Rindge:
But if I leave my post, I just
know I'll miss something.

Rindge:
Come to think of it...

Rindge:
...that annoying leaflet guy
disappeared when I used
the restroom earlier.

Rindge:
Darn it. It's almost time...

Rindge:
Which will show up first,
my mark, or the end of
my ability to hold out?

[Super's Office]

Officer:
You know, sometimes
I get the feeling...

Officer:
I just want to crawl into a hole.

Officer:
And just maybe, this is the
entrance to my true destiny...

Pigeon Man:
Go ahead.

Pigeon Man:
Here, I'll even push
the "close" button for you.

Sissel:
(It doesn't look like I need
to come back here for a
while...)

[The Chicken Kitchen]

Sissel:
I don't see any customers
declaring their love
for chicken tonight.

Sissel:
(I hear singing coming
from the kitchen.)

Chef:
La la la! I love you!
Right down to the
marrow of your bones!

Chef:
But your marrow is
nothing compared to your
glorious meat! La la la!

Sissel:
He's not a bad singer.
(I guess Lynne isn't
here yet.)

Sissel:
(I have a job to do. I'd
better get to that first.)

[Basement]

Sissel:
I don't hear anything.
I guess nobody's here.

Sissel:
The darkness and quiet
are relaxing, but there's
no sense in staying here.

Sissel:
The mechanical murder
machine in this room...

Sissel:
It must've been set up
by that old pigeon guy.

Sissel:
But what in the world for?

[Chicken Kitchen]

Sissel:
I don't see any
customers who dream
of chicken tonight.

Sissel:
(I hear singing coming
from the kitchen.)

Chef:
La la la! If I were
a plump, juicy chicken...!

Chef:
I'd hop into the pan myself,
and leap onto the customer's
plate! La la la!

Sissel:
He's not a bad singer.
(I guess Lynne isn't
here yet.)

Sissel:
(I have a job to do. I'd
better get to that first.)

9:42pm

[Upper row of cells]

Sissel:
Even time is like a
caged animal here.

Sissel:
Nothing appears changed
since the last time I visited.

Sissel:
Spiky is still making
that horrible noise.

Sissel:
The bearded painter
is still attacking his
meal with gusto.

Sissel:
The curry-lover is still
dreaming dreams of curry.

Sissel:
My time will soon be locked
away from me as well.

Sissel:
I can't waste what I have
left. I'd better get going.

9:49pm

[Junkyard]

Ray: Ah, so how has it been
since we last met?

Sissel:
I feel like that red-head's
turned me into her lackey.

Ray:
Ah, that's good. I'm glad
to see you two are getting
along so well.

Sissel:
I have to go meet up
with her at the restaurant...

Sissel:
(...but there's some activity
down at police headquarters
that's got me curious, too.)

Ray:
Police headquarters, you say?

Sissel:
They seem serious about
capturing Lynne.

Ray:
I see...

Ray:
Sounds to me like things
are beginning to escalate.

Ray:
It's probably best to check
out anything that catches
your interest.

Sissel:
Yeah, that's what
I was thinking, too.

Ray:
No time to be standing
around here, talking to
a desk lamp!

Sissel:
(Says the one who's only
capable of standing around.)

[Lady's Red Apt.]

Sissel:
Is it just my imagination,
or is the typing even
more ardent than before?

Sissel:
It sounds like the tale of
love is reaching its climax.

Sissel:
The little girl appears
to be asleep.

Sissel:
She's probably having
some pleasant dream
or another...

Amelie:
Papa, help!

Amelie:
I'm gonna be killed!

Sissel:
Hmm, I guess not.

[Troubled Man's Office]

Minister:
If only I could catch a
breeze and fly away!

Minister:
Or maybe even just
catch a cold...

Minister:
If I caught a cold, would
Emma take pity on me?

Minister:
Would Amelie cry for me?
No, I don't think she would...

Minister:
Why would she?!

Minister:
.......

Minister:
Oh, if only I could blow up and
fly into a million pieces...!

Sissel:
I don't think I need to
come back here again
for a while.

[The Chicken Kitchen]

Sissel:
The Chicken Kitchen...

Sissel:
This is where that little
lady and Lynne are
supposed to meet.

Sissel:
But...

Sissel:
I don't see either
one of them here.

Sissel:
(I guess they haven't
shown up yet.)

Sissel:
No sense wasting time
just standing around
waiting for them.

Sissel:
Maybe I can check
some other place out
in the meantime?

Sissel:
(Like police headquarters...)

Sissel:
(Lynne is apparently being
treated as a fugitive there...)

Sissel:
(Is that white-suited
inspector really on
Lynne's side?)

[Guard Room]

Bailey:
Aaaaargh!

Co-worker:
..........

Bailey:
What do you think of my
quirky behaviour?! Surprised?

Co-worker:
........

Bailey:
You seemed bored, so I
thought I'd wake you up.

Bailey:
You can call that my "Gotcha!"
move! What do you think?

Co-worker:
........

Bailey:
Hey, wait a minute...

Bailey:
Are you... dead...?

Co-worker:
Dead? Of course not.

Bailey:
Oh, thank goodness!

Bailey:
I thought I'd surprise you,
but you surprised me!

Bailey:
You're good.
Oh, you're good...

Co-worker:
........

Bailey:
You're good.

Chapter 7

10:05pm

[Junkyard]

Ray:
Ah, there you are again!

Ray:
It's getting late.
How are things progressing?

Sissel:
I saw the person who shot
me... I saw the whole thing
with my own eyes...

Ray:
Well, well! That is a big step
forward, by the sound of it.

Sissel:
Forward... huh...?
Doesn't feel like it...

Ray:
Here, let me share
something with you.

Sissel:
What's that?

Ray:
The "truth" is sometimes hidden in
the shadow of what's being looked
at, and can't be seen properly.

Ray:
Don't forget that.

Sissel:
The shadow of what's
being looked at, huh?
I'll remember that.

[Lady's Red Apt.]

Sissel:
It doesn't look like the
novelist intends to
sleep tonight.

Sissel:
She'll complete her tale of
love, even if she has to type
her fingers to the bone.

Sissel:
Something seems to be
missing from this bed...

Sissel:
I don't see the bag of ice
the little girl had on her
feverish forehead.

Sissel:
(Hmm... she's not here.)

Sissel:
Did she go to the powder
room? Is she out having a
good time on the town?

Sissel:
(I'd better be going myself.)

[Park]

Sissel:
The entrance to the
nearly-deserted park...

Sissel:
The detective who was
ordered by Cabanela to
perform a stakeout...

Sissel:
...is nowhere to be seen.
His van is gone too.

Sissel:
(And that van just happens
to be the one sitting inside
the Chicken Kitchen.)

Sissel:
(I'd better find out
how that happened.)

[Super's Office]

Sissel:
It's that old pigeon guy
again. He's looking at the
stuff he has on the wall.

Sissel:
All this equipment I've never
seen before... Who is this guy
anyway, and what's he up to?

Sissel:
Doesn't look like he's gonna
budge from that spot. Guess
I'll go somewhere else.

[Special Investigation]

Sissel:
Looking troubled, the Chief
is wiggling his itchy toes.

Chief:
The Chief here.

Chief:
It looks like I won't be able to get
home tonight. You go ahead and
get some sleep without me.

Chief:
Yeah, I love you too, honey.

Sissel:
Hmm. I guess he was
radioing his wife.

Sissel:
(If he had called her on the
phone, I could have gone and
seen what she looked like.)

10:45pm

[Troubled Man's Office]

Minister:
Emma?!
Is that you?!

Minister:
This feeling of waiting for a phone
call that might never come...

Minister:
I wonder what sort of
feeling HE'S waiting with...?

Guard:
Your Excellency! Are you
sure you are all right, sir?

Minister:
Please! Stay back! How many
times do I have to say it?!

Guard:
I-I'm very sorry, Your Excellency!

Guard:
We're all just very
worried about you, sir!

Minister:
I'm sorry. I shouldn't
have yelled like that.

Minister:
But don't worry about me.
Please just leave me alone.

Guard:
Yes, sir!

Sissel:
The tension in this room
is palpable.

Sissel:
(It's as if... something
is about to happen...)

[Park]

Sissel:
The entrance to a nearly-
deserted, dimly-lit park.

Sissel:
Detective Rindge must be
at the restaurant now.

Sissel:
Now that he's back,
he might be arresting
Lynne as I speak.

Sissel:
(I'd probably better
get over there, too.)

Sissel:
Come to think of it...

Sissel:
...I don't see that odd
man around here
anywhere, either.

Sissel:
(Maybe he's off somewhere
dreaming about the gods
right now.)

[Upper row of cells]

Sissel:
Even time is like a
caged animal here.

Sissel:
Nothing much seems to have
changed since I visited last.

Sissel:
Spiky is still making
that horrible noise.

Sissel:
The bearded painter
is still attacking his
meal with gusto.

Sissel:
The curry-lover is stuck.

Sissel:
My time will soon be locked
away from me as well.

Sissel:
I can't waste what I have
left. I'd better be going.

[Kitchen]

Sissel:
Just as before, the
delicious aroma of
chicken fills the air.

Chef:
La la la! The lovely maiden, Memry!
Goddess of chicken!

Memry:
What's with the song, Chef?

Chef:
I don't know why myself, but...

Chef:
...tonight, I feel like singing
to you as much as you like,
until you've had your fill!

Memry:
Oh, yeah?

Memry:
Well, if you're going to sing
about me being a "goddess,"
I guess I don't mind.

Sissel:
(That's all it takes, eh?)

Chapter 8

10:59pm

[Junkyard]

Ray:
Fancy meeting you here.

Ray:
How goes it with your quest?

Sissel:
Somehow, I find myself
roped into saving the life of
a death-row prisoner now.

Sissel:
But this prisoner apparently
knows me...

Sissel:
I don't know if saving him
is the right thing to do, or
the wrong thing.

Ray:
Here, let me share
something with you.

Sissel:
What's that?

Ray:
When you don't know whether
something is right or wrong...

Ray:
...go with what you believe
deep down, and you'll find out
in the end if you were right.

Ray:
Remember that.

Sissel:
(This is kind of turning
into a lecture series...)

Ray:
When you get old like me,
you start wanting to show
off your wisdom.

[Park]

Sissel:
The entrance to a nearly-
deserted, dimly-lit park.

Sissel:
It doesn't look like
Detective Rindge
will be coming back.

Sissel:
My best guess is...

Sissel:
...he's out looking
for the little lady.

[The Chicken Kitchen]

Sissel:
The Chicken Kitchen...

Sissel:
I guess the little lady
hasn't turned up yet.

Sissel:
The detective must've
gone to look for her.

[Guard Room]

Bailey:
Doesn't anybody! Understand!
How this feels?

Bailey:
To dance! In the dark!
With nobody watching!

Co-worker:
Well, there's one thing ya
don't have to worry about.

Bailey:
What's! That?!

Co-worker:
Even if the lights come back on...

Co-worker:
...the "nobody watching" part
ain't gonna change.

Bailey:
What! Did you! Say to me?!

Bailey:
That! Does it! Now you've
made me! All the more!
Determined to dance!

[Special Investigation]

Sissel:
The Chief is wiggling his
itchy toes with a troubled
look on his face.

Chief:
The Chief here.

Chief:
Of course I'm working. I'm
right here at headquarters.

Chief:
You've got it all wrong!
You're just being silly now.

Chief:
Yeah, I love you, too, honey.

Sissel:
Hmm. I guess he was
radioing his wife.

Sissel:
(It sounds like a complicated
relationship...)

11:04pm

[Guard Room]

Bailey:
This "Panic Dance"! That has been
passed down! In our family! For
generations!

Bailey:
There's just! One problem! With it!

Co-worker:
.........

Bailey:
Hey! Quit acting so
bored! And ask me!

Bailey:
Ask me! "What's the
problem! Bailey?!"

Co-worker:
Yeah, yeah. What's
the problem, Bailey?

Bailey:
The problem is!

Bailey:
It's hard to know! When to stop!

Co-worker:
........

Bailey:
Hey! Quit acting so bored!
And pay attention!

Co-worker:
Guess it's hard for you to know
when to stop talkin', too.

[Upper row of cells]

Sissel:
Time here still appears to
be like a caged animal.

Sissel:
The only difference is,
I don't see any of the
inmates.

Sissel:
And, of course, our
death-row inmate
isn't here, either.

Sissel:
Did the curry-lover
ever find his curry?

Sissel:
My time will soon be locked
away from me as well.

Sissel:
I can't waste what I have
left. I'd better get going.

[Lady's Red Apt.]

Sissel:
The novelist's story
of love, and the story
of my memory...

Sissel:
Which will come to
its conclusion first?

Sissel:
It looks like the little
girl is still out.

Sissel:
Like mother, like daughter,
I guess. They both have
their own ways.

Sissel:
(But where could the girl
have gone to with such a
high fever?)

Sissel:
(And how could the mother
not notice her darling
angel is missing?)

Chapter 9

11:28pm

[Mortuary]

Guard 1:
Did you hear?
He escaped.

Guard 2:
Yeah. We're supposed to
repair this thing by the time
they catch him again. *sigh*

Guard 1:
But I wonder why he escaped?

Guard 1:
I heard Detective Jowd
wanted the death penalty...

Guard 2:
Right. And it's not like
him to change his mind...

Guard 2:
Maybe on this final night
of his, he just got a voice in
his head or something...

Guard 2:
Maybe it told him to run.

Sissel:
Are they talking about me?

Guard 1:
What kind of voice do
you think it was?

Guard 2:
You know... something evil.

Guard 2:
Like a devil or a
demon or something.

Guard 2:
I picture something with a pointy
head, wearing sunglasses...
something like that.

Sissel:
They ARE talking about me...!
(Can they see me?)

[Upper row of cells]

Sissel:
It looks like things are
back to normal here.

Sissel:
Spiky is making that horrible
noise, same as ever.

Sissel:
Our condemned convict,
Detective Jowd, is out...

Sissel:
...as is the curry-lover, who
is dreaming dreams of
curry, same as ever.

Sissel:
My time will soon be locked
away from me as well.

Sissel:
I can't waste what I have
left. I'd better get going.

11:31pm

[Park]

Sissel:
The entrance to a nearly-
deserted, dimly-lit park.

Sissel:
Hey, look at that.
The detective is back.

Rindge:
Kamiiila!

Sissel:
Without knowing the
situation, this scene would
look pretty suspicious...

[The Chicken Kitchen]

Sissel:
I guess this restaurant
never sleeps...

Sissel:
But no matter when I
come here, there are
never any customers.

Sissel:
(I guess I'd better be
on my way, too...)

[Special Investigation]

Sissel:
Looking troubled, the Chief
is wiggling his itchy toes.

Chief:
The Chief here.

Chief:
Of course I'm working.
There's an execution tonight.

Chief:
No, not MY execution!
What are you talking about?!

Chief:
Honey! Wait!

Sissel:
Hmm. I guess his wife
was radioing him.

Sissel:
(If she had called him on the
phone, I could have gone and
seen what she looked like.)

[Kitchen]

Sissel:
Just as before, the
delicious aroma of
chicken fills the air.

Chef:
La la la! As long as I
have chicken and you...
and chicken, I'm happy!

Chef:
That poor girl...

Chef:
She got a stomachache from
listening to my singing.

Chef:
She's very delicate, that girl.

Sissel:
(I guess his songs didn't sit
well with Detective Memry's
digestive system...)

Sissel:
(I guess I'd better go,
before I start getting
stomach trouble, too.)

Chapter 10

11:41pm

[Junkyard]

Ray:
Are you all right? You
don't look very well.

Sissel:
I ran into another
dead body, and it
didn't even faze me.

Ray:
It didn't "shock" you?

Sissel:
Nope. Not a bit.

Ray:
All of those deaths you come
across... You should be able to
learn something from each one.

Sissel:
Yeah... I guess...

Ray:
Such as... Let's see...
The importance of life,
for example.

Sissel:
(I don't think that's
quite it, somehow...)

Sissel:
Well, I guess I'd better
be getting back there...

[Moonlit Courtyard]

Sissel:
Nothing here,
same as before.

Sissel:
I guess I don't need to come
back here anymore...

Sissel:
...unless I ever feel the urge
to see this moon again...

12:09am

[Junkyard]

Sissel:
What's the matter, Ray?
Taking a break?

Ray:
Ha ha. I'm embarrassed
to admit this, but...

Ray:
...I'm apparently starting
to lose my strength.

Sissel:
Wh-What?

Ray:
Let me ask you one favor
first, if you don't mind.

Ray:
There's a small creature
who needs your powers...

Sissel:
(Ah, you're talking about
the little lady, aren't you?)

Ray:
She holds a clue to
that which you seek.

Ray:
I encourage you to lend
her your strength.

Sissel:
How do you know all this?

Ray:
You'll find out, soon enough.
I know you can do it.

Ray:
Hurry along now. There's
no time to waste.

Sissel:
Okay... I'm going.

[Lady's Red Apt.]

Sissel:
Just like before...

Sissel:
...I don't see the little
girl here anywhere.

Sissel:
(So does this mean she
was really kidnapped...?)

Sissel:
In spite of the fact that
her husband and daughter
are in trouble...

Sissel:
...the novelist types
passionately on.

Sissel:
But I don't get it...

Sissel:
How did the kidnappers get
a hold of the little girl...?

[Minister's Office]

.........

Sissel:
There's so much tension
in here... I've never felt
anything like this before.

Sissel:
I'd better find out more
about this kidnapping
as quickly as I can...

Sissel:
...before the minister
dies of anxiety.

[Junkyard]

Ray:
.........

Sissel:
Hey, why so quiet?

Ray:
.........

Sissel:
Ray...?

Ray:
.........

Sissel:
Wh-What's going on...?
(Maybe he isn't here
anymore...?)

Chapter 11

12:10am

[Super's Office]

Sissel:
It looks like the old
pigeon guy decided to
go somewhere else.

Sissel:
There's something very
"off" about this place.

Sissel:
Old dusty junk side by side
with well-maintained
equipment...

Sissel:
Anyway, it doesn't look like
things are going to change
here much for a while...

[Guard Room]

Bailey:
The Chief is on his way over here!

Co-worker:
What's he wanna come now for?

Bailey:
Well, because the death-row
inmate escaped, of course!

Co-worker:
Oh... I'd hate to be in your
shoes right now, Bailey.
You're in charge, after all...

Bailey:
Aaaaaargh!

Bailey:
Me?!

Bailey:
Oh, why did I ever have to
become a prison guard...?

Bailey:
I never would've taken a
job like this if I knew the
prisoners might escape...

Co-worker:
Wow... Unbelievable...

Bailey:
Yes, I know, right? It IS unbelievable!

[Basement]

Sissel:
I sense somebody's presence
in this dimly-lit place.

Pigeon Man:
Tonight is probably
our last chance...

Pigeon Man:
If he doesn't come here tonight...

Pigeon Man:
.........

Pigeon Man:
Hmph... I think this silence
is starting to get to me...

Sissel:
(This old man is apparently
waiting for somebody.)

Sissel:
(The only thing waiting
for me is the end of my
existence...)

[Special Investigation]

Sissel:
I guess The Chief went out.

Sissel:
He didn't even put
on his shoes.

Sissel:
(Did something happen...?)

[Kitchen]

Sissel:
Hmm... It's not like the
restaurant is closed.
Where's the chef?

Sissel:
.........

Sissel:
It's just not the same
without his singing.

Sissel:
I guess I can come back
later if I want to hear him
sing again.

Chapter 12

12:25am

[Lady's Red Apt.]

Sissel:
Huh? What's going on?

Sissel:
Kamila is the one
who was kidnapped...

Sissel:
(...but this little girl's
bed is empty, too.)

Sissel:
(Where could she
have gone?)

Sissel:
While her husband and
daughter's situation
changes from hour to hour...

Sissel:
...only the lady's outpouring
of words of love continue
on without change.

Sissel:
.........

Sissel:
I have to admit I admire
her dedication.

Sissel:
(But I'm worried about
her daughter.)

Sissel:
(I'll stop by again later to
see what's happening.)

[Kamila's Old House]

Sissel:
This scene of tragedy is
once again sealed in silence.

Sissel:
The tragedy five years ago...
and the tragedy tonight...

Sissel:
(I wonder where the
little lady is now...?)

Sissel:
If only I could put a smile
back on her face... before
the day dawns.

Sissel:
(But I won't find
the answers here.)

Sissel:
I'd better follow
my own leads.

12:49am

[Minister's Office]

Sissel:
The room is filled
with tension.

Sissel:
Everybody is on edge --
waiting, fearful...

Sissel:
Everybody except one.

Sissel:
The inspector in white
is sitting, humming a
tune to himself.

[Upper row of cells]

Sissel:
Time is back to being like a
caged animal here.

Sissel:
Nothing much seems to have
changed since I visited last.

Sissel:
Spiky is making that horrible
noise, same as ever.

Sissel:
Our condemned convict,
Detective Jowd, is still out...

Sissel:
And the curry-lover is stuck.

Sissel:
My time will soon be locked
away from me as well.

Sissel:
I can't waste what I have
left. I'd better get going.

Chapter 13

12:58am

[Junkyard]

Sissel:
Psst... Hey, Ray!
Are you there...?

Ray:
.........

Sissel:
(I guess he's... gone...)

Sissel:
Don't tell me...

Sissel:
(...he ceased to exist...?)

[Novelist's Apt.]

Sissel:
It looks like the little girl
is having sweet dreams.

Sissel:
Meanwhile, it looks like
"Mama" is still in the
middle of a nightmare.

Emma:
.........

Emma:
"Oh, Mr. Prime Minister!
Squeeze me tight enough
to take my breath away!"

Emma:
"My darling lady! Let us be free,
spread our wings and fly!"

Emma:
I think I'll edit those lines
out once I'm back down
on the ground...

Emma:
Being squeezed tight enough
to take one's breath away is
not as much fun as I thought!

Sissel:
(I guess the novelist is
getting a lesson in reality...)

1:28am

[Guard Room]

Bailey:
I can't take much more of this!

Bailey:
When is that chief supposed
to get here, anyway?!

Co-worker:
How should I know?
You're the one who
talked to him, ain't ya?

Bailey:
Aaaagh! I feel that
feeling coming on...

Bailey:
Shall I... dance...?

Co-worker:
Hey, don't get me
involved in this.

Bailey:
All you have to do is
say the word "Panic"!

Bailey:
Just say the word
and I'll do it!

Co-worker:
No way. I'm not gonna
be responsible for that.

Bailey:
Aaaaaargh!

Bailey:
Please! Won't somebody just
say the word "Panic" to me?!

[Basement]

Sissel:
I sense somebody's presence
in this dimly-lit place.

Pigeon Man:
When the morning comes,
I think I'll leave this town.

Pigeon Man:
This place has too many
memories... and I'm just
too weary...

Sissel:
("When the morning comes,"
eh? Must be nice...)

Sissel:
(The morning will
never come for me...)

Chapter 14

1:28am

[Minister's Office]

.........

Sissel:
There's so much tension
in here... I've never felt
anything like this before.

Sissel:
We'd better find that gun
as quickly as we can...

Sissel:
...before the minister
dies of anxiety.

2:35am

[Novelist's Apt.]

Sissel:
Hmm... A miracle seems to
have occurred in this room.

Sissel:
Looks like the lady has
somehow managed to
escape the chandelier.

Sissel:
With her family's harmony
restored, her fingers move
more lightly than ever.

Sissel:
The little girl appears
to be asleep.

Sissel:
I hope she's having
pleasant dreams at last.

Amelie:
*groan*

Amelie:
Your face is so
wrinkled, Papa...

Sissel:
Hmm, I guess not.

[Temsik Park]

Sissel:
The entrance to a nearly-
deserted, dimly-lit park.

Youth:
Stop the park from being turned
into a housing site! Protect the
park, the rock of the gods!

Rindge:
Uh, sorry, but could you
do that somewhere else?

Rindge:
I'm a little busy right now.
I don't have time to talk.

Youth:
Then let me ask you this!

Youth:
The rock of the gods, or this
"Kamila" you mention...

Youth:
...which is more important?

Youth:
Please answer clearly
and without reserve!

Rindge:
Kamila, of course!

Rindge:
Kamiiila!

Youth:
The gods!

Sissel:
Even knowing the
situation, this scene still
looks pretty suspicious...

[Super's Office]

Sissel:
The old pigeon guy
is still not back, eh?

Sissel:
But, you know...

Sissel:
(...there's something
different now about the
atmosphere of this place...)

Sissel:
.........
Anyway, whatever.

Sissel:
I'd better follow
my own leads.

Sissel:
(If I ever have to come
back here again, I suppose
fate will lead me here...)

[Mortuary]

Sissel:
The men who were fixing
the chair are gone.

Sissel:
(I bet it's because
the execution has
been called off...)

Sissel:
.........

Sissel:
They should've cleaned
up a little better before
they left.

Sissel:
(But there's nothing I can
do about it from here...)

[Basement]

Sissel:
This line doesn't
seem to be working.

Sissel:
(Guess I can't go there right now.)

[Kitchen]

Sissel:
It looks like the chef is back.

Sissel:
The rich sound of singing
and the delicious aroma
of chicken fills the air.

Chef:
La la la! The last
chicken of the night!

Chef:
La la la! Cooked by me,
in that secret, special way,
for me alone!

Chef:
The Chicken Kitchen will open
again tomorrow to share its
chicken with the world! La la la!

Sissel:
I sure would like to try
some of that chicken...

Chapter 15

2:56am

[Minister's Office]

Minister:
Did I make the right decision...?

Minister:
I can't believe I let a
death-row inmate go free,
if only for the night...

Minister:
Maybe I wasn't cut out
to be justice minister...?

Minister:
Just what kind of minister
I was meant to be?!

Sissel:
(It looks like there's no end
to the minister's worrying...)