Lynne kept her promise about
getting me "hooked up."
About two hours before
dawn, the
phone rang.
Pigeon Man:
Hello?
Jowd:
This is Jowd.
Jowd:
Sissel, are you
listening?
We need your powers.
Jowd:
No time to talk.
We'll be waiting for you.
Pigeon Man:
Well, you'd better get going.
Pigeon Man:
This
long night is
drawing to
an end.
Sissel:
Yeah, it looks like it.
Sissel:
Thank you
for all
your help tonight.
Pigeon Man:
I'm the one who should
be thanking
you.
Sissel:
(At the other end of
the phone
line...)
Sissel:
(...I'm finally gonna
find all
my answers. I'd better go!)
A single telephone line connects
me
and the "other Sissel."
But that single line spreads out
like a spider's web to
ensnare
the fates of many people...
And I just reached the
center of
the web.
Adjutant:
Welcome to the Yonoa...
Adjutant:
...Detective Jowd.
Jowd:
My detective sense
must've gotten
rusty.
Jowd:
I didn't even sense
your
presence here in the dark.
Adjutant:
That's because I switched
the power
to my mask
off, Detective
Jowd.
Jowd:
I used your phone.
Hope you don't
mind.
Sith:
Egad! Never thought you'd
track us
here! Especially seeing
as
you're a death-row inmate...
Jowd:
And I'm equally surprised about
your choice of
transportation.
A submarine, eh?
Sith:
But how did you find us, my man?
Sith:
Not even the police knew
where the Yonoa was going
to surface, confound it.
Jowd:
We detectives have a little saying.
Jowd:
"If there's something you
want to know about a
case, ask the criminals."
Jowd:
The bullet the man in
red was
shot with had a
radio transmitter in it.
Cabanela:
I have a little something for you.
Jowd:
Cabanela has given me
some pretty
weird
presents in the
past...
Jowd:
...but they always prove useful.
This one was a radio receiver
made to
look like a pocket watch.
Sith:
Hmm, yes. Inspector Cabanela. I
hear he's an excellent
investigator.
Jowd:
By the way, where is
that man in
red?
Jowd:
I know he's on this
submarine somewhere.
Sith:
Ah, Sissel, you mean?
Jowd:
You!
Sith:
You can relax. That's
nothing but
his "shell."
Jowd:
His "shell," eh?
Sith:
His spirit isn't here right now.
Sith:
Most likely, right about
now...
Sith:
...he's controlling your daughter.
Jowd:
Please! I beg you!
Let my daughter
go!
Jowd:
If you need a hostage,
take
me. Just, please, let her go!
Sith:
Bah!
Sith:
There's something our nation
needs. Sissel has it.
Sith:
That's all we care about, my
man! Nothing else matters.
Sith:
However, it
would
appear...
Sith:
...Sissel has underestimated us.
Sith:
He's left behind his
precious
bargaining chip here.
Jowd:
Bargaining chip...?
Sith:
Our nation has already
researched
it...
Sith:
...this "product"
that
Sissel has to offer...
Sith:
...the source of his powers!
Jowd:
Wha...
Jowd:
What in the world was that?!
Sith:
The Temsik fragment. It gives
spirits special powers.
Sith:
And now
our deal with
Sissel is concluded... as
far as we're concerned.
Jowd:
What are you talking about?!
Sith:
Tsk, tsk. What a mistake to make...
right at the most
critical moment.
Sith:
Now, then, Detective Jowd.
Sith:
Farewell.
Sissel:
What in the world...?!
Sissel:
(The whole
room
just vanished.)
Sissel:
(Detective Jowd!)
Sissel:
(Where did he go...?)
Sissel:
What now...?
Sissel:
(I think I heard an
explosion
somewhere...)
Sissel:
In any case...
Sissel:
...Lynne and the little lady
should be
here
somewhere.
Sissel:
(I smell danger. I'd better
find them... and fast!)
****
Sissel:
This phone isn't
working anymore.
Sissel:
I
guess we can't leave
the
submarine...
****
Sissel:
So you're here, huh?
Missile:
It's "Missile"!
Sissel:
(Yes, I think even I remember
who
you are by now...)
Sissel:
What do
you suppose that
shock was a minute ago?
Missile:
I have no idea, of course.
Missile:
I'm just
a little sheltered
apartment dog!
Sissel:
(What with my loss of memory,
I
can't say I'm much better...)
Missile:
Anyway!
Missile:
Let's hurry up and go save
Miss Lynne and Miss Kamila!
Sissel:
Do you think that trusty nose
of
yours can sniff them out?
Missile:
........
Missile:
I'm sorry to say I don't think it
can!
Sissel:
(Why did I even bother to ask?)
Sissel:
But
you DO have the
power to
swap objects.
Sissel:
So let's go find that lady detective
and the little lady
together.
Missile:
You got it!
Sissel:
The telephone is ringing.
Missile:
Wow!
Missile:
It's Miss Kamila!
I just know
it!
Missile:
My trusty nose is
practically
screaming it at me!
Sissel:
I think you'd call that
more of a
"hunch."
Sissel:
Anyway, let's get
to
that phone before
it stops ringing.
Missile:
You bet!
****
Missile:
That black "Hello?"
is calling to
us!
Sissel:
Black "Hello?"...? Oh, you
mean the
telephone?
Missile:
I almost feel like...
Missile:
...I could
actually talk
to Miss Kamila
now!
Sissel:
(That just might be one of
the
perks of being dead...)
Sissel:
Anyway, let's get to that phone
before the line goes dead.
Missile:
You bet!
****
Missile:
Hello?! Hello?! Miss Kamila?!
Missile:
Hello?!
Missile:
It's no use!
Missile:
This black
"Hello?" just
doesn't like me!
Sissel:
Just create a path
for me, Missile!
Sissel:
I'll come right over!
****
Sissel:
I think I just heard another
little
explosion in the
distance...
Sissel:
(I've got a bad feeling
about this...)
Missile:
Sissel! Look!
Missile:
That black "Hello?"!
It
came off the hook!
Sissel:
(Uh-oh... I'd better
answer it...
fast!)
****
Sissel:
I've seen this kind of thing
before. I think the lid opens.
Sissel:
But I can't open it right
now. Maybe because
it's lying on its side...?
****
Missile:
Hello?! Hello?! Miss Kamila?!
Missile:
Miss
Kamila!!!
Sissel:
What is it, Missile?!
Missile:
Oh, Sissel! Hurry! Hurryyy!
Sissel:
Okay, I'm coming!
Sissel:
(The path is
right here in
front of me. I
just have to
use it!)
****
Kamila:
Hello?! Is anybody there?!
Sissel:
...!
(It's her! The little lady!)
Sissel:
It's Sissel! Where are you?
Kamila:
Somebody please answer...!
Sissel:
(I guess she can't
hear my
"voice"...)
Missile:
You, too, huh? Oh, good!
I thought
she was ignoring
me.
Kamila:
Somebody help me...
Kamila:
Lynne... Lynne
is...
Sissel:
...!
(She said "Lynne"!)
Missile:
Miss Lynne!!!
Sissel:
(We'd better hurry!)
Missile
Let's go, Sissel!
****
Missile:
Come on, Sissel! We can't do
anything to help them here!
Sissel:
I thought I'd check this
place out a
little more...
Sissel:
(But, I
admit, I AM worried
about the little lady, too...)
Missile:
What do you mean "I admit"?!
Missile:
Shouldn't that
be "of course"?!
Sissel:
(I've been chastised for
my choice
of words by
a little
doggie.)
****
Sissel:
This switch is too stiff.
I can't
lower it.
Missile:
Hey, wait a minute...
Missile:
Don't tell me
your ghost
tricks don't
work anymore!
Sissel:
........
Missile:
Oh, come on, Sissel!
That was just
a little joke!
Sissel:
(I'm being made fun
of by a little
doggie...)
****
Sissel:
Nothing's happening.
Missile:
What did you think would
happen, by
the way?
Sissel:
I... I don't know.
Missile:
Tsk, tsk.
Missile:
I really think you should
have a plan before you
start
touching things willy-nilly.
Sissel:
(I'm being given reasonable
advice
by a little doggie...)
****
Kamila:
Hello?! Please... somebody...
Somebody answer...!
Kamila:
Please come
help me... Sissy...
Sissel:
...!
(The little lady called
me by
name...!)
Missile:
She's asking for you, Sissel!
Missile:
Miss
Kamila! Don't forget me!
Sissel:
(We'd better hurry!)
Missile:
Let's go, Sissel!
****
Kamila:
It's no use. Nobody's answering...
Missile:
Miss...
Missile:
Miss Kamila!!!
Missile:
And...
Missile:
Miss...
Missile:
Miss Lynne!!!
Missile:
Oh, poor
Miss Lynne!
Sissel:
(Yeah. She can't seem
to catch a
break.)
Sissel:
(It looks like another
tragedy has happened...)
Sissel:
Sorry to keep you
waiting, little
lady.
Kamila:
Sissy! I knew you'd come!
Missile:
Miss Kamila! Miss Kamilaaaaa!
Kamila:
And Missile, too! I'm so glad
to
see you're all right!
Missile:
Well... I wouldn't say I'm
"all
right," exactly...
Kamila:
Hey, wait a minute...
Kamila:
Missile, your
voice...
Kamila:
...I think I
remember hearing it
somewhere before.
Missile:
What? My voice...?
Sissel:
(Hmm. That's right... Kamila has
a
core now. So that means...)
Sissel:
(...she DID hear Missile's
voice before... when he
saved her that
time...)
Kamila:
So that was you, wasn't it,
Missile?
Kamila:
You're the one who saved
me in the park tonight.
Kamila:
Thank you!
Missile:
Miss Kamila...
Missile:
...I'm so glad I was
born
your little doggie!
Sissel:
Hey, Missile?
Sissel:
Could you stay here
and watch
over for your
mistress for a while?
Missile:
Huh?!
Missile:
But don't you need my powers?!
Sissel:
I'll see what I can do
on my own
for a while.
Sissel:
After all,
you're the only
one who can protect her.
Missile:
Okay! I...
Missile:
I'll do it!
Kamila:
Thank you, Missile!
****
Sissel:
I wonder what
happened this time?
Sissel:
(I'd better talk to the
little lady a little more.)
Sissel:
(And then...)
Sissel:
(...I'd better do something
about
the
detective lady...!)
****
Sissel:
Can I talk to you a minute?
Kamila:
Yes, Sissy?
Sissel:
Could you tell me what
happened to
you?
Sissel:
What happened after I
last
saw you at your old house?
Kamila:
Oh, let's see... After that...
Kamila:
...I
think I fell asleep.
Kamila:
I
woke up to the
sound of an engine.
Sissel:
(So she was already in the
submarine by then, eh?)
Kamila:
I thought to myself,
"I have to
escape!"
Kamila:
The next thing I
knew,
I found myself
in this big room.
Kamila:
I was so tired,
I couldn't move.
Kamila:
And
then...
Lynne:
Kamila!
Kamila:
I was so relieved! I...
I don't
remember what
happened after
that...
Sissel:
(She must've passed
out. The poor
thing...)
Sissel:
You've been
through so much.
You were very brave.
Kamila:
I think Lynne's probably been
through more than me.
Sissel:
You've both been brave.
****
Missile:
I'm sorry I can't help
right now,
Sissel!
Missile:
But I think I'd
better
stay with Miss Kamila!
Sissel:
Yeah, that's all right.
I think so,
too.
Sissel:
After all, you're
the only
one who can protect her.
Missile:
Oh, thank you!
Missile:
Sissel?
Sissel:
Yes?
Missile:
Could you say that again?
Missile:
I really
like the sound of that!
Sissel:
Yeah, maybe later.
(Oh, boy...)
****
Sissel:
It won't budge.
Maybe it's
broken...?
Sissel:
Oh, well. I guess I
don't
have to lower it right now.
Sissel:
(And if I ever had to move it,
I
could
probably get Lynne
to do it for me.)
****
Sissel:
Nothing's happening.
Sissel:
(It sure seems
like it
should do
something...)
Sissel:
Maybe it's just some
kind of ornament...?
****
Lynne:
Oh, Sissel! You're here!
Sissel:
Lynne! What in the world
happened
here?!
Lynne:
I... I don't know.
Sissel:
Huh?
Lynne:
I just sort of blacked out
all of a
sudden. Next thing
I
know, I was dead!
Sissel:
Yeah, I guess you wouldn't
know, in
that case.
Lynne:
And where's Detective Jowd?!
Is he
all right?!
Sissel:
I... I don't know.
Lynne:
Huh?
Sissel:
The room he was in just
disappeared
all of a sudden.
Lynne:
Now it's all making even
less sense
than before...
Lynne:
After we
left the super's
office, we followed
after the man in red.
Lynne:
We tracked
him with
that radio
transmitter Inspector Cabanela
fired into him with the
bullet.
Lynne:
The
man in red took a boat
out to sea from a small
harbor on the edge of
town.
Lynne:
Detective Jowd and I
managed to secretly
stow away on his boat.
Lynne:
And
then we
sneaked
onto the submarine with
him when it surfaced.
Lynne:
Before long, the
submarine
dove back down again.
Lynne:
Detective Jowd and I
decided to split
up.
Lynne:
He
would take care of the
telephone line, and
I would look for Kamila.
Lynne:
I
found
Kamila hiding here
in the engine room. She had
escaped and run away
here.
Sissel:
Wow. That's quite an adventure.
What happened next?
Lynne:
I... I don't know.
Sissel:
Huh?
Lynne:
There was a flash of white
all of a
sudden. Next thing
I
know, I was dead!
Sissel:
(Oh, boy. It sounds like it'd be
quicker to see for myself.)
Lynne:
Kamila, are you okay...?
Lynne:
K-Kamila...?
Yomiel:
Hello, Lynne... or is it
"Detective"
now? It's been ten years
since we
last met.
Lynne:
Are you...?
Lynne:
Are you really that man
from
the park ten years
ago?
Yomiel:
Well, well. I see there's no
need
to introduce myself.
Lynne:
Give Kamila back! She has
nothing
to do with any of this!
Yomiel:
Afraid I can't do that.
This is my
last chance.
Lynne:
The phone is ringing.
Yomiel:
It's not for me. Nobody
ever calls
the dead.
Yomiel:
The fact that
you're here...
Yomiel:
...means that my revenge
plan has failed.
Lynne:
Revenge plan...?
Yomiel:
It didn't happen tonight, did it?
Yomiel:
His execution.
Lynne:
W-Well...
Yomiel:
Knowing him, I half
expected as
much...
Yomiel:
That's why I was
waiting here like
this... waiting for him to show up.
Yomiel:
Wouldn't it be
just what
he
wanted? To be executed by
his own daughter?
Lynne:
........
Lynne:
I heard about ten years ago.
I feel
sorry about what
happened
to you.
Lynne:
But revenge...?
Yomiel:
........
Yomiel:
Nobody could possibly know.
Yomiel:
What
I've--
Lynne:
Wh-What in the world...?
An
explosion...?
Yomiel:
Uh-oh... I've got a bad
feeling
about this...
Yomiel:
Have I been
had...?
Lynne:
Look out!
Sissel:
Revenge, huh?
Sissel:
That's a feeling I
just
can't understand.
Lynne:
Of course not. You're not him.
Sissel:
(She's right. I'm NOT him, am I.)
Lynne:
He was going to shoot
Detective
Jowd.
Lynne:
As Kamila... when he
came to rescue her...
Lynne:
It's just too horrible...
Sissel
........
Sissel:
Anyway, let's bring you
back to
life... again.
Lynne
You didn't have to add
the "again"
part!
****
Sissel:
So, let's see... The cause
of death
this time...
Lynne :
...was that mysterious
explosion!
Sissel:
(You're pretty "up,"
for a dead
woman...)
Lynne:
You know how detectives
love a good
mystery! It's
like a shot
of vitamins!
Lynne:
And what do you mean,
"for a dead woman"?!
Sissel:
Anyway...
Sissel:
...I guess we should
look
for a way to
stop that
explosion.
Lynne:
All right! Let's do this thing!
Lynne:
Finding clues is like
a dose
of minerals
to a detective!
Sissel:
(I'm afraid, with my memory
loss, I
have no idea what
"vitamins" or "minerals" are...)
****
Sissel:
Well, it looks like I can't stop
the
explosion from this
engine room...
Lynne:
How dare he manipulate Kamila!
Sissel:
Don't look at me
when you say that.
Sissel:
(I guess we'll have to
look
for leads somewhere else.)
****
Sissel:
It's no use. I can't get
the line
to work!
Sissel:
(That's funny...)
Sissel:
(I
thought I could use the
phone in the past if
somebody was calling...)
Lynne:
What are you talking about?
The
receiver has to be off
the
hook first, silly!
Sissel:
........
Lynne:
Well, don't look at me! I
can't do
it. I don't have any
hands
or feet right now.
Sissel:
(Somebody, please
answer the
phone...)
Lynne:
If you want something done,
you
have to do it yourself!
****
Sissel:
They hung up. Can't use
the phone
line now...
Lynne:
Hmm... And now
we're stuck here.
Lynne:
Maybe we should've gone
when
we had the chance.
Sissel:
Oh, I dunno... You think so?
Sissel:
(Maybe
she's right...
Maybe we
should have...)
Lynne:
So, what were you trying to
do?
Pretend everything was
perfectly fine? Hee hee!
Sissel:
........
****
Lynne:
Hey, we somehow managed
to knock
down the receiver!
Sissel:
("Somehow managed"?
Who's to say
that's not
how I planned it?)
Lynne:
C'mon, hurry! Now's your
chance to
get on the phone!
Lynne:
It might
be Detective Jowd!
Sissel:
...!
Sissel:
(She's right. I'd better
check
it out!)
****
Crew hand:
Hello?! Anybody there?!
Crew hand:
If
anybody's still there, get
yourself here, on the double!
We're about to head out!
Crew hand:
........
Crew hand:
Speak up! Why don't you answer...?!
Crew hand:
A-Anyway, come if you're
coming!
We're leaving!
Crew hand:
So it must be true
what they say...
Crew hand:
...that there are
restless
ghosts onboard...
Crew hand:
That does it! I promise to
turn over a new
leaf, Mom.
Lynne:
Who is he calling
"restless
ghosts"?!
Sissel:
Well, it's true neither
one of us
is really
"resting in
peace"...
Lynne:
Anyway...
Lynne:
...it looks like the sub
just
lost one of its crew.
Sissel:
(Hmm...)
Sissel:
(I guess that means
the
"fate" of this sub
has changed
slightly.)
Sith:
...Sissel has underestimated us.
Sith:
He's left behind his
precious
bargaining chip here.
Jowd:
Bargaining chip...?
Lynne:
It's Detective Jowd!
Lynne:
What's going
on there?!
Sissel:
I saw this little "deal" go
down
once before...
Sissel:
(In just a
moment...)
Sissel:
(...the man in red is about
to get his Temsik fragment
taken
away...)
****
Sissel:
In the "four minutes before
death"
world, I can't use
the
phone anytime I want.
Sissel:
(I'll have to try and find
something I can do
here...)
****
Lynne:
I don't get it.
What's happening?
Sissel:
They decided to conclude
the deal
without the other
party
present.
Sissel:
They're just going to
go ahead and steal
the Temsik fragment.
Lynne:
Huh? But that's...
Lynne:
That's cheating!
Sissel:
........
Sissel:
I think we have more
important
things to
think about right
now.
Sissel:
(Where's the Temsik
fragment going to go...?)
****
Sith:
Ah! The Temsik fragment!
You're
mine at last!
Sith:
The objective
has been achieved.
Sith:
Now we detach the control
room as planned.
Adjutant:
Yes, sir. Farewell, sir!
Lynne:
S-Sissel!
What just happened?!
Lynne:
The
whole room just
disappeared... with
Detective Jowd in it!
Sissel:
Don't worry, Lynne.
Sissel:
I bet Detective
Jowd can
take care of
himself.
Sissel:
The main thing right
now is rescuing you
and the little lady.
Lynne:
I can't believe this
is
happening...!
Sith:
Now, then. I'd better hurry
along...
Sith:
...before Sissel
discovers
what he's lost and comes
after me!
Sith:
The Yonoa will be his
coffin.
Sith:
May
it lie buried here in
the deep sea... forever!
Farewell, Sissel!
Lynne:
Aha! So that's the cause
of that
giant explosion!
Sissel:
Huh? What is?
Lynne:
Don't tell me that's another
thing
you've forgotten!
Lynne:
The
torpedo! It's like... Well,
you've heard of a "missile"
before, haven't
you?
Sissel:
Yeah, sure.
Sissel:
(But a different
"Missile" comes more
readily to
mind...)
Lynne:
It looks like he plans
to sink the
submarine
with that thing!
Lynne:
This is NOT good!
Lynne:
We have to do something
before that torpedo is fired!
****
Lynne:
We can't let it launch!
Sissel:
But what can we do?!
Lynne:
Let's just get to the torpedo
as
fast as we can!
Lynne:
Maybe we can
find a way
to stop it somehow!
Sissel:
"Somehow"...?
Lynne:
A true detective
never gives up!
Sissel:
(Well, we certainly
can't just
ignore it!)
****
Sissel:
There's no time!
It's gonna launch!
Lynne:
It's no use! There's nothing
we can
do from here!
****
Lynne:
There goes the missile...
Sissel:
Now there's REALLY
nothing we can
do...
Lynne:
If only OUR Missile
was here right
now!
Lynne:
I bet he'd try to
take it
head on for us.
Sissel:
(Yeah, I bet he would.)
Sissel:
Hmm. Looks
like we'd better
rethink
this whole thing...
****
Sissel:
Well, at least now we know the
cause of the explosion for
sure.
Lynne:
I can't believe he'd sink his own
submarine! What a waste.
Sissel:
...Okaaay. But, more importantly,
we need to get to that
torpedo.
Sissel:
(I'd better find a path
to it somehow.)
****
Sissel:
There's no time!
It's gonna launch!
Lynne:
Don't worry! We can still
find a
way to stop it!
Sissel:
What?! How?!
Lynne:
Even if the torpedo does
launch, we
just have to stop
it from
detonating, right?
Lynne:
There's still something
we can do...
Lynne:
...I hope!
Sissel:
(Why was the "I hope"
at the end
the strongest
part of that
sentence...?)
Lynne:
Okay! Here goes!
****
Sissel:
I came along for the
ride without giving
it
too much thought...
Sissel:
(...but was this really
the best move?)
Lynne:
I think so!
Lynne:
We just have to keep
it
from going off, right?
Lynne:
I'm sure this poor little
rat will thank us, too!
Sissel:
(How in the world
did it get in
here?)
****
Lynne:
Do you know how
a torpedo works?
Sissel:
No, I can't say I do...
(Wow,
detectives sure
know a lot.)
Lynne:
I saw it explained
once in a book.
Lynne:
On impact, the fuse in
the
tip is depressed.
Lynne:
That in turn sets
off the detonator.
Sissel:
The detonator, huh? That
must be
that red button.
Sissel:
So how do
we stop it?
Lynne:
Hmm... They didn't explain
anything
about that in the
book...
Sissel:
(Wow... Detectives sure
know a
lot... or not.)
****
Lynne:
I think these outside parts
are
supposed to be weights
of
some sort.
Sissel:
The spinning black
things, right?
Lynne:
Apparently, their spinning
helps
the torpedo maintain
its
balance.
Lynne:
They must be pretty heavy.
Sissel:
(I wonder if we can use
these
weights to our
advantage
somehow...?)
****
Lynne:
This is probably
the detonator.
Lynne:
Hey, don't press it!
The
torpedo will explode!
Sissel:
(Uh-oh! Better be careful...)
Lynne:
But, you know, there should
be a
safety device around
here
somewhere.
Sissel:
"Safety device," huh?
That sounds
promising...
Lynne:
We have to put the safety
on before
this thing blows
up!
****
Lynne:
We're almost out of time.
At this
rate...
Lynne:
...we're going to
blow
up the submarine!
Sissel:
(Uh-oh...)
Lynne:
We have to set that safety
and keep
the torpedo from
detonating!
****
Lynne:
Oh, no! We're out of time!
Sissel:
(Dammit!
We couldn't stop it!)
Lynne:
I'm sorry, Kamila! I'm sorry,
me!
I'm sorry, rat!
****
Sissel:
This is bad... We couldn't stop
the
torpedo from launching...
Lynne:
Don't worry! If we can
stop it from
going off,
there's still
hope, right?
Lynne:
Our Missile doesn't have one,
but usually these kind of
missiles
have a safety device!
Sissel:
(It sounds like that "safety
device" is our only hope...!)
****
Lynne:
Hmm. This looks like
just the
thing...
Lynne:
If we clamp this thing
on the fuse, it should
keep it from moving!
Sissel:
Uh... so what does
that mean,
exactly?
Lynne:
It means we might be
able to stop
the torpedo
from exploding
with this!
Sissel:
I have to admit, I don't
understand
all the details...
Sissel:
...but
I do want
to give it a try.
Lynne:
But before we can do that...
Sissel:
(...It looks like we have
to get
something out
of the way
first, huh...)
****
Sissel:
It's a stubborn little
thing, isn't
it?
Sissel:
Hmm. Quite a
worthy
adversary...
Lynne:
You DO know the rat
isn't the main
focus
here, don't you?
Sissel:
Okay, true.
Sissel:
But until it's out of
the
way, we can't set the
safety device.
Lynne:
Hmm. You're right.
Lynne:
If only OUR
Missile
was here right now!
Sissel:
We have to get this little
creature
to leave somehow.
****
Sissel:
Great! We've dumped
the little
creature off!
Lynne:
Wow. Those weights were
heavy
enough to turn
the whole
torpedo over.
Lynne:
Now for that safety device!
Sissel:
Right!
****
Sissel:
There! We clamped the
safety device
on!
Lynne:
We did it! That should keep
this
torpedo from exploding!
Lynne:
But
there's just
one problem...
Sissel:
"Problem"...? What's that?
Lynne:
The torpedo is still going
to
impact. We can't do
anything
about that...
Sissel:
Uh-oh...
Lynne:
Wh-What was
that noise...?
Sissel:
Hmm. It looks like the torpedo
still hit the submarine...
Lynne:
But it looks like the
submarine is
still okay.
Lynne:
This changes
everybody's fate,
including the little rat's.
Lynne:
Sissel, we did it!
Sissel:
........
Lynne:
What's the matter?
You still look
unhappy.
Sissel:
We stopped the torpedo
from blowing
up...
Sissel:
...but we still
opened up a
gaping hole in the submarine.
Lynne:
Hmm... You're right.
I guess--
Missile:
...I guess that's just
what
"missiles" do!
They're
unstoppable!
Sissel:
(Huh? Am I hearing things...?)
Sissel:
Anyway...
Sissel:
...I guess we'd
better get back to
the present as quickly as we can.
Lynne:
Right! I'm worried about Kamila!
We managed to stop death
for now,
but it hasn't
disappeared
all together.
It's now slowly but
surely filling
the room...
Sissel:
Uh-oh.
Sissel:
Water is seeping in
through
the hole
where the torpedo
hit.
Sissel:
I've got to get them out
of here. I'd better go meet
up with Lynne!
****
Sissel:
I'd better hurry
over to Lynne.
Sissel:
It's not safe to stay here.
Sissel:
And I just don't have
the power to stop that
water from coming in...
****
Sissel:
Each of the three machines
is
equipped with a fan.
Sissel:
Now that I
take
a closer look...
Sissel:
...it appears there are...
two sizes of fans.
****
Sissel:
The lights went out, but
this
machine apparently
still works.
Sissel:
Unfortunately, I guess it
won't run for very long.
Sissel:
But maybe I can use
its
movements to
help me create a path.
****
Sissel:
What a cute little fan.
Sissel:
It must be
connected to
one of those
big machines.
****
Sissel:
It looks like a pipe.
It's made out
of glass.
Sissel:
I see a lot of
cracks
in the glass...
Sissel:
I can't fix them, but I
guess I don't have to.
****
Kamila:
Lynne...
Lynne:
Kamila! You're awake!
How do you
feel?!
Kamila:
I'm so sorry...
Kamila:
I'm sorry I pointed
that gun at you...
Lynne:
Don't worry about that!
That...
wasn't you.
Missile:
Miss Kamila!!!
Kamila:
Oh, Missile! You're here.
Missile:
Oh, poor Miss Kamila!
Missile:
Miss Lynne,
what
should we do?!
Lynne:
We have to get out of here,
before
any more water comes in.
Lynne:
Sissel should be along any second.
Kamila:
I knew Sissy would come!
Missile:
And "Missy" is here, too!
Kamila:
I'm so happy everybody's
going to
be with me now!
Lynne:
Kamila!
Missile:
Miss Kamila!!!
Lynne:
I'll get you out of here!
Lynne:
If it's
the last thing I do!
Missile:
Aw... I think
I'm going to cry...
Sissel:
(...Or "whimper," as
the case may
be...)
Sissel:
I'd better send a
signal
to Lynne that I'm here.
Sissel:
Before it's too late!
****
Lynne:
Okay, I said I'd get
you out of
here, Kamila...
Lynne:
...but it's
so dark, I can
barely see. Now what?
Sissel:
(Out of ideas already, eh?)
Sissel:
I think
she's asking for
my help.
I should send
her a signal.
****
Lynne:
Oh! Look at that flashlight...
Lynne:
It's
Sissel. He's here!
Lynne:
Up you
go!
Lynne:
I'm glad you're here, Sissel!
Sissel:
Sorry for the wait.
Sissel:
It looks like
this room is
gonna fill up
with water
fast.
Sissel:
We'd better get out that
door as quick as we can.
Lynne:
We won't be getting out
that door,
I'm afraid.
Lynne:
The water
pressure is too
great already. I can't open it.
Sissel:
What?!
Sissel:
What does "water
pressure"
mean?
Lynne:
Think of it as the force of the
water holding the door
closed.
Lynne:
The water level keeps getting
higher and higher in here.
Sissel:
(So the only way out
of here is up,
huh?)
Lynne:
Exactly.
Sissel:
Okay, got it. Let's look
for a path
that goes up!
Lynne:
Hey, look at that ladder...
I
wonder if we can get it
down
somehow?
Sissel:
Good idea. Let's try it.
Lynne:
Oh, and by the way...
Sissel:
Yes?
Lynne:
I can't swim. Neither can Kamila.
Sissel:
Don't you have any
good news for me?
Lynne:
Hmm, let me think about it!
In the
meantime, could you
hurry,
please?
****
Lynne:
There must be a switch
or something
somewhere
that lowers the
ladder!
Lynne:
Provided the person who
designed the sub didn't
miscalculate
the ladder
length...
Sissel:
(I didn't even consider
that
possibility...)
Lynne:
And I have to warn you...
Lynne:
I can't
swim. Neither can Kamila.
Sissel:
Yeah. You already told me.
****
Sissel:
Hmm.
Sissel:
The phone doesn't
seem to be
working.
Sissel:
(The impact of the missile
must've broken it...)
****
Sissel:
I'd better leave
the flashlight on.
Sissel:
If I turn it off now,
Lynne
won't be able to see.
****
Sissel:
There's a door here, too.
Sissel:
But it's
stuck or something.
I
can't open it.
Sissel:
........
Sissel:
I'll leave it to your
superhuman
strength,
Detective.
****
Lynne:
You did it, Sissel! Thanks!
Lynne:
Eeeeek!
Lynne:
What was that?
Sissel:
It looks like water seeping
in
isn't the only thing
we have
to worry about...
Lynne:
Huh?
Lynne:
Sissel! The flashlight
doesn't
work anymore!
Sissel:
Hey, don't get mad at me.
Lynne:
Maybe the contacts are
bad or
something.
Lynne:
Hey, I know! You can
fix
it with your powers!
Sissel:
(Okay, now that's just
taking
things too far...)
****
Lynne:
I don't know if you know this,
but
I don't really like the
dark.
Sissel:
You never mentioned
that before.
Lynne:
Not only that, but...
Lynne:
...I can't
swim. Neither can Kamila.
Sissel:
You HAVE mentioned that.
Sissel:
(That
flashlight
Lynne's holding...)
Sissel:
(I wonder if I can use my
powers to turn it on?)
****
Lynne:
Oh, hey, great! Did you used
to be
an electrician in your
past life or something?
Sissel:
That's a cruel question,
considering the
circumstances.
Sissel:
Now,
all we have to do...
Lynne:
...Is to get to that door,
and
we're safe!
Lynne:
Eeeeeeek!
Lynne:
Ow...
Lynne:
What happened now?!
Sissel:
It looks like the submarine
decided
to rear up on its
hind
legs.
Lynne:
I can't believe we're
still okay
after that fall...
Lynne:
Either
we're really lucky,
or we're dead and we just
haven't realized it yet...
Sissel:
(Come on, now. As if
the latter
could be true!)
Lynne:
What now?!
Lynne:
The water sure is rising
fast!
Sissel:
Come on!
Sissel:
You'll just have to go up!
Up to the top!
Sissel:
(Let's see
how I can help
with my ghost tricks!)
****
Sissel:
Well, well! I think I see a
familiar "flame" over there...
Missile:
Sissel! There you are!
Missile:
How's it
going?
Sissel:
"How is it going"? I'd say
it was
going pretty badly!
Sissel:
You DO
understand how
dangerous this situation
is, don't you?
Missile:
Of course! After all...
Missile:
...just ask
anybody who
knows me how
much I
hate taking a bath!
Sissel:
(Maybe he's been in danger of
drowning before himself...)
Sissel:
Okay, ready to create a
path for these ladies?
Missile:
Of course!
****
Lynne:
"Go up" is easier said than done
when I'm holding Kamila!
Sissel:
I know. We're gonna try to create
a
path for you somehow!
Lynne:
The water just keeps
on rising...
Please hurry!
Lynne:
Oh, and by
the way,
did I ever tell you--
Sissel:
...You can't swim.
Neither can
Kamila.
Lynne:
Oops! Already said that, didn't I?
Okay, well... good luck!
****
Missile:
Okay, Sissel! What do we do?
I'm
ready!
Sissel:
(Here's a little doggie who's
raring to go after his rest...)
Sissel:
We have to create a path
that will get Lynne up to
the top... and fast.
Sissel:
So
we look
for anything
and everything we can
move, and try things out!
Missile:
How about if we tip
the whole
submarine?!
Sissel:
...If we could do that, there
wouldn't be any problem.
Missile:
Well, in any case, I'm
ready and
raring to go!
****
Lynne:
Uh-oh! The water is still
rising!
It's up to my knees!
Lynne:
And
it's freezing cold!
Sissel:
Just hold on!
(We'd better create
a
path... fast.)
Missile:
Hang in there, Miss Lynne!
Lynne:
Thanks, Missile.
****
Lynne:
This water is so cold... I'm scared.
Sissel:
I'm really sorry. Try to hold
on
just a little longer.
Lynne:
I guess I better tell
you one
thing...
Sissel:
Yes, yes. You can't swim.
Neither
can Kamila.
You've already
told me.
Missile:
And, by the way, this
little
Pomeranian can't
swim a stroke,
either!
Lynne:
And, by the way, I literally just
bought these boots and coat
the
other day.
Sissel:
I think you're gonna be out of
luck
on that last one. You
might
as well resign yourself now.
****
Lynne:
Now the water's up to my waist!
Sissel:
I-I know. Keep hanging on!
Lynne:
Could you arrange these pistons
so
I can climb them somehow?
Missile:
Hang in there, Miss Lynne!
Lynne:
*shiver*
Thanks, Missile.
****
Sissel:
I have to find a way for Lynne
to
get up to the top...
Lynne:
A woman who can't swim and
an
ambitious woman -- they
both
head for the top!
Sissel:
(To do that, I need to create
some
kind of footholds for her.)
Lynne:
A woman who can't swim and
a
sensible woman -- they both
keep
their feet on the ground!
****
Lynne:
These pistons sticking out right
in
front of me... It's
almost like
they're taunting me.
Lynne:
Maybe it's a challenge?
Sissel:
It might be just that. Think
you
can climb them?
Lynne:
Hmm...
Lynne:
If I wasn't holding Kamila,
I
could probably do it
easily.
Missile:
Sissel!
Y-Y-Y...
Missile:
You're not telling
Miss
Lynne to leave poor
Miss
Kamila behind, ARE YOU?!
Sissel:
*sigh* Could you just be
quiet for
a minute, Missile?
Sissel:
(Those
pistons sure do
look like they could be
used to our advantage...)
****
Lynne:
These pistons sticking out right
in
front of me... It's
almost like
they're taunting me.
Lynne:
It's like they're silently
pressuring
me to
climb them.
Missile:
Oh, I doubt they're doing
that,
Miss Lynne...
Sissel:
(Hmm. It looks like how much
the
pistons thrust out...)
Sissel:
(...is
related to how large
the fans are...)
Lynne:
Hey, Sissel! My arms are
full, but
my legs are free.
Lynne:
If you
could just move these
pistons so they're a little easier
to climb, I
think I
could do it.
Sissel:
(Okay, so in order
to do that...)
Sissel:
(...we
need three different
sizes of fans...)
****
Sissel:
There! How about that?
Lynne:
Wow, this is great! You
made a
staircase for me!
Sissel:
You'd better hurry!
I don't think
that water
is gonna wait
for you.
Lynne:
Ouch!
Lynne:
Now this steam is getting
in
the way! It's too hot to
get through!
Sissel:
What?!
Lynne:
And there's no way to
go around,
either. Think
you can do
something?
Missile:
Of course we can!
Sissel:
(We have to!)
****
Lynne:
Darn this thing called "water"!
Look what it's done!
Sissel:
Huh?
Lynne:
Just a second ago, it was
chilling
me to the bone.
Lynne:
And now
it's hitting me
as steam hot enough
to melt a person!
Lynne:
My boots and my
coat are
soaking wet! Water just
pours out of them when I move.
Missile:
How dare that water treat
you like
that! Here, let me
lap it
all up for you!
Lynne:
Hmm. You'd better not,
Missile.
It's salt water.
Sissel:
(It sounds like she's
starting to
get crabby...)
Lynne:
Achoo!
Sissel:
Okay, okay. I'm working on it!
****
Missile:
Look at poor Miss Lynne
and Miss
Kamila!
Missile:
They're "mist-ified"!
Sissel:
Huh? I don't get it.
Sissel:
Anyway, I
think we're gonna
need your
powers here.
Sissel:
We have to do something
about those steam pipes fast.
Missile:
Leave it to me!
Missile:
I'll "de-mist-ify"
this
situation in no time!
Sissel:
(Careful, there, little doggie.
Don't get overconfident.)
Sissel:
I'll try going up. There must
be something I can do, too!
****
Lynne:
Here comes that water again!
Missile:
Oh! I wish I could drink
it all up
for you!
Lynne:
No, Missile! It's too salty!
Sissel:
(Uh, I think the more
relevant
point is that he's
dead, so he
can't drink it...)
Lynne:
Whatever! Just do something
about
this steam!
Missile:
Leave it to me, Miss Lynne!
Lynne:
*shiver*
Thanks, Missile.
****
Lynne:
Oh, no! The water is getting
really
close now!
Lynne:
Not that I can
see all that well
with all this steam here.
Sissel:
Missile will switch the
pipes
around so you
can get across!
Missile:
That's right! Don't
give up, Miss
Lynne!
Lynne:
My back is really
starting to
hurt...
****
Sissel:
You couldn't take a
little warm
mist?
Lynne:
Hey, that was no "warm mist"!
It
was boiling hot steam!
Sissel:
Anyway, it looks like you're the
key player for this one,
Missile.
Missile:
But I don't think my powers alone
are going to be enough!
****
Sissel:
(So by closing this valve,
I've
shut off the steam
flow to
that first pipe.)
****
Missile
Look at this!
If I swap the pipes...
Sissel:
...It changes how the
steam comes
out, huh?
Lynne:
Oh, I get it! Because the cracks in
each pipe are different,
right?
Sissel:
(So each pipe sprays
out the steam
in a
different way, eh?)
Sissel:
(I
bet that will
come in handy!)
****
Sissel:
There. How does that look?
Lynne:
It looks great! All that horrible
steam is cleared out of the
way!
Sissel:
Okay, it's not far now.
Try to move
forward!
Lynne:
Ouch!
Lynne:
Look up there! If I can
just
make it to that door...
Lynne:
...we can escape!
Lynne:
Now how in the world am
I going to get up there?!
Sissel:
Don't yell at me.
Missile:
If you want to yell,
you can yell
at me!
Lynne:
Missile...
Lynne:
How can I yell at you
when
you're so sweet about
it?!
Sissel:
(Uh, I think you just did...)
Missile:
Let's look for something to
pull
Miss Lynne up with!
Sissel:
Yes, something to whisk Miss
Lynne
up and glide her ever
so
gently so the top with.
Lynne:
Hey! Are you being sarcastic?!
****
Lynne:
Okay! Whisk me away to
the top,
ever so gently!
Sissel:
Are YOU being sarcastic now?
Lynne:
I'd hate to drown now,
after coming
all this way.
Sissel:
I'd hate that, too.
Sissel:
(So I have to
get Lynne up to
the door in
the ceiling, eh?)
Sissel:
(I'd better find something
we can use to do that
with... and
fast!)
****
Missile:
Okay! Let's get Miss
Lynne up to
the top!
Sissel:
That's easy enough
for you to say.
Sissel:
(So I have to get Lynne up
to
the door in the ceiling, eh?)
Sissel:
(I'd better find something
we can use to
do that
with... and fast!)
****
Sissel:
If I can get this door open,
Lynne
can escape!
Sissel:
........
Sissel:
I can't budge it. It must
be stuck
or something...
Sissel:
........
Sissel:
I guess we'll have to wait
for
Lynne to use her
miraculous
power on it.
Sissel:
(But first we have to
get her up here!)
****
Missile:
Oh, we were so close!
Just one more
step!
Lynne:
Like I always say...
Lynne:
A woman who
can't swim and
an ambitious
woman -- they
both head for the top!
Sissel:
Yeah, yeah. Got it.
(I need to find
a way to lift her up...)
****
Lynne:
All right! Now THIS is
what I'm
talking about!
Lynne:
Okay!
Raise
away!
****
Lynne:
C'mon, hurry up and
raise the
chain!
Lynne:
I get this bad feeling
the water level is going
to rise any second now!
Sissel:
Okay. Hold on tight!
****
Lynne:
Hnnnh!
Lynne:
Sorry, I can't do it.
Open
it. Hurry.
Sissel:
Is that any way to
ask for
something?
****
Lynne:
Please get this door open!
Lynne:
I'm
afraid I just can't do it...
Lynne:
It's all up to you and your
miraculous powers now!
Sissel:
(We're almost there now. Just
have
to get this door open...!)
****
Missile:
Please hurry and open
the door for
Miss Lynne!
Missile:
I'm not very
good at
opening doors, I'm afraid.
Sissel:
But you managed to open the
door
when you escaped Lynne's
apartment, didn't you?
Missile:
Yes, but do you have any idea
how
many times I had to attack
that horrible door to open it?
Sissel:
No, I guess I don't have any idea...
Missile:
Neither do I! Because I can't
count
beyond "three"!
Sissel:
Gee, I'm sorry to hear that.
Sissel:
(We're
almost there now. Just
have to get this door open...!)
****
Sissel:
It's no use!
Sissel:
I can't budge it.
It
must be stuck!
Lynne:
Oh, no!
Lynne:
Nooooo!
Yomiel:
This way!
Lynne:
Eeeeek!
What just happened?
I can't believe
my eyes...
Lynne and the little lady
suddenly
vanished, leaving
only
darkness and seawater.
The submarine continues
to sink
down -- down into
the deep,
deep sea.
But I still want to try
and make my
way "up"
as far as
possible.
I still want to head up, to
find a
single ray of light...
Light to illuminate the
"truth" at
the bottom of
this deep,
deep darkness...