The upended submarine
continues to sink,
slowly but surely...

A long, long journey to
the bottom of the sea.

Lynne and the little lady
found the darkness and the
salt water closing in on them.

But at the very last second,
"something" saved them. Now
it looks down at them quietly.

My head is filled with
one giant question:

What in the world
is this thing?

Lynne:
Eeeeeeek!

Yomiel:
I see you managed to
survive, Detective.

Lynne:
Hey, y-you're...!

Yomiel:
Excuse my appearance.
I seem to have lost my body.

Yomiel:
Oh, and YOU there.

Yomiel:
You're the ghost who's
been saving Lynne all
evening, aren't you?

Sissel:
Y-You knew about me all along?

Yomiel:
Of course. What else would
explain all those unnatural
things happening?

Lynne:
If you knew, how come you
didn't do anything about it
all this time?

Lynne:
And how come you decided
to save us all of a sudden?

Lynne:
I thought you wanted
to get revenge on us?

Yomiel:
........

Yomiel:
I don't really know...

Sissel:
Please! You gotta tell me...

Sissel:
I need to know...

Sissel:
Who in the world are you?

Lynne:
S-Sissel! Look at you!
What happened?

Sissel:
I can't hold on to that image
of myself any longer.

Yomiel:
You can't remember who you are?

Sissel:
That's right.

Sissel:
I came all this way tonight, trying
to chase down my lost memory.

Sissel:
For quite a bit of tonight,
I thought I was you, Sissel...

Yomiel:
"Sissel"...? My name isn't "Sissel."

Yomiel:
........

Yomiel:
I bet you'll remember really soon.

Yomiel:
Who you are... and who I am, too.

Sissel:
What?!


The man in front of me is
not me. I'm even further
away from the truth.

Or maybe not...

Something is stirring in my mind,
a memory about to emerge...

Do I know this man...?

Now that I've shed my image
of myself, I feel like I'm
one step closer...

...to the truth.

Yomiel:
They got us good. It's all
over for this submarine.

Yomiel:
Its engine room is destroyed.
There's a hole in the hull,
and it's sinking as we speak.

Lynne:
What are you doing here?

Lynne:
I thought you had a deal
with those people?

Yomiel:
They betrayed me. I was
a fool to trust them.

Yomiel:
They already have what
they wanted now.

Sissel:
The Temsik fragment...

Yomiel:
I didn't know they
had it all figured out.

Lynne:
You mean, they figured out
the source of your powers?

Yomiel:
Yeah... That meteorite's
radiation has two effects
on living creatures.

Yomiel:
It gives power, and time.

Lynne:
If you don't mind... we'd
like to hear more.

[The radiation's power effect]

Yomiel:
These ten years...

Yomiel:
...I've been watching that
junkyard superintendent
do his research.

Yomiel:
And I think I've kind of got
some of it figured out.

Yomiel:
The meteorite's radiation
gives spirits special powers.

Sissel:
(Like possessing and
manipulating objects...)

Missile:
And in my case, swapping objects!

Yomiel:
Exactly. Apparently, there
are individual differences
in the powers we get.

Yomiel:
And it seems these powers
change as time goes by.

Sissel:
They do?

Yomiel:
Yeah. My powers have changed
over these past ten years.

Yomiel:
At first, I could only manipulate
small living creatures.

Yomiel:
Now, then. How do you suppose
we got these powers...?

Yomiel:
It's simple.

Lynne:
It is? How, then?!

Yomiel:
In a nutshell...

Yomiel:
...we died while exposed to
the energy emitted by the
meteorite -- its radiation.

Lynne:
That's what does it? Dying
while being exposed to
the radiation...?

Yomiel:
On that day ten years ago...

Yomiel:
...a fragment of that meteorite
pierced my heart, and I died.

Yomiel:
So, of course, I received
special powers.

Missile:
Hey, wait a minute!

Missile:
Is that how I got my powers, too?

Lynne:
You know, you might be right...!

Lynne:
Aren't the Temsik remnants
still right there in that park,
at the bottom of the crater?

Sissel:
You're right!

Sissel:
(So... that must mean...)

Sissel:
(...I must've died in the presence of
the meteorite's radiation, too...)


[The radiation's time effect]

Yomiel:
Another effect the meteorite's
radiation has on is that it
gives us "time."

Yomiel:
Again, I think this "time effect"
is centered around the theme of
death, but it's not all that clear.

Sissel:
(So the fact that I can
return to four minutes
before a person's death...)

Sissel:
(...is another effect of
that meteorite...?)

Yomiel:
........

Yomiel:
One of the characteristics of that
meteorite is its ability to replay
the moment of death.

Lynne:
Replay the moment of death...?

Lynne:
Argh! This is all so strange and
confusing! I can't take it all in.

Missile:
It makes about as much sense
to me as anything else!

Yomiel:
Yeah, strange and confusing...
That just about sums up the object
that pierced my body that day...

Yomiel:
Thanks to that meteorite fragment...

Yomiel:
...my very existence
is a contradiction.

Sissel:
What do you mean?

[Contradictory existence]

Yomiel:
That day...

Yomiel:
...when the fragment pierced
my heart, I lost my life.

Yomiel:
However...

Yomiel:
...because it remained inside of
me, that fragment continued to
constantly regenerate my body.

Yomiel:
In other words...

Yomiel:
My body was continuously cycling
between the moments that
seperated my "life" and "death."

Lynne:
Whaaat?!

Yomiel:
My body's vital functions
stopped ten years ago.

Yomiel:
But my body's "time" is perpetually
stopped at the moment just before
death.

Sissel:
Time... just stopped, huh...?

Yomiel:
So I just simply existed, not really
alive, and not really dead.

Yomiel:
That pretty much sums up these
last ten years for me, ever since
that incident in the park.

Yomiel:
My body hasn't aged a day.
My hair hasn't grown an inch.

Sissel:
(Come to think of it,
that old pigeon guy
mentioned something...)

Sissel:
(He said he couldn't cut this
guy's body with the scalpel...)

Lynne:
So I guess, as soon as an incision
was made... his body would be
regenerated... Wow...

[Revenge]

Yomiel:
Before I left this country,
I wanted to do one thing.

Yomiel:
I wanted to get revenge on
the people who stole our lives.

Lynne:
"Our" lives?

Yomiel:
...
As part of the deal, I made those
guys promise to cooperate.

Lynne:
"Cooperate"...? You mean
the kidnapping?!

Yomiel:
It all went fine... I manipulated
the justice minister and made
him issue the execution order.

Yomiel:
But I thought he might call off
the execution at the last second.

Sissel:
So that's why you wanted
his daughter kidnapped...

Lynne:
But they kidnapped
the wrong girl.

Yomiel:
Little did I know...

Yomiel:
...they had their own reasons
for cooperating with me.

Lynne:
Huh?

Yomiel:
Their objective was
to wipe out everybody who
had to do with Temsik.

Yomiel:
Detective Jowd was one
such person, so they
were happy to cooperate.

Yomiel:
Inspector Cabanela and that
junkyard super... They were
slated to be wiped out, too.

Yomiel:
And, as it turns out...

Yomiel:
...I was one of their
targets as well.

Yomiel:
So they stole my Temsik
fragment, and here I am.

Yomiel:
But they had one
more, final target...

Yomiel:
You, Detective.

Lynne:
Me...?

[One final target]

Yomiel:
If you weren't there in the
park that day ten years ago...

Yomiel:
...I never would've thought
of doing something as
stupid as taking a hostage.

Lynne:
O-Okay...

Lynne:
...but I was just a little
kid playing in the park.

Yomiel:
........

Yomiel:
Yeah, I know...

Lynne:
Huh?

Yomiel:
Ten years later, and you'd become a
detective, looking into Jowd's case.

Yomiel:
Tonight, I invited you to a quiet
spot on the edge of town...

Yomiel:
It was a trap, you see.

Yomiel:
I told you who I was.

Yomiel:
You never saw my face
that day ten years ago...

Yomiel:
...so of course you
didn't recognize me.

Yomiel:
I took possession of you...
to make you shoot me.

Yomiel:
Your subconscious resisted me...
Such incredible power...!

Yomiel:
It was the first time I
wasn't able to control
somebody completely.

Yomiel:
The aim was off, and the
first shot missed the mark.

Yomiel:
The junkyard was equipped
with security cameras.

Yomiel:
I knew you'd be
wanted for murder.

Yomiel:
That was my plan, anyway.

Yomiel:
But they had other ideas. They
simply wanted you wiped out.

Yomiel:
But then...

Yomiel:
...something threw a big monkey
wrench into their scheme.

Sissel:
(I showed up.)

Yomiel:
I was supposed to meet
up with them after that.

Yomiel:
But then something went wrong...

Lynne:
What happened?

Yomiel:
My body disappeared.

Sissel:
(Aha. The inspector in white
was responsible for that one.)

Yomiel:
My precious bargaining
chip was in that body.

Yomiel:
I had to get it back,
no matter what.

Yomiel:
That inspector caused
me no end of trouble...

Lynne:
But why were those
people targeting me?

Lynne:
I never even heard of
the Temsik meteorite.

Yomiel:
Because you were looking
into the Jowd case.

Yomiel:
They thought you would find out
about Temsik sooner or later.

Yomiel:
And that's pretty much
the whole story.

Yomiel:
The only thing left to do now
is to wait for water pressure
to crush this submarine.

Lynne:
Oh, no...

Yomiel:
There are no cores that link from
here to the water's surface.

Sissel:
I have an idea! We hook
up the phone line and--

Yomiel:
There are no communication
cables down this deep.

Yomiel:
They meant for this submarine
to be my coffin -- a coffin
for the dead.

Yomiel:
There's no escape.

Lynne:
........

Lynne:
I think I kind of understand now...

Lynne:
...what you've been
feeling these ten years.

Yomiel:
You what...?

Lynne:
This feeling... Cut off from the
world, all alone in a submarine...

Lynne:
Sinking slowly toward the
bottom of an endless sea...

Lynne:
This must be how you felt all along.

Yomiel:
........

Kamila:
Lynne...?

Lynne:
K-Kamila!

Kamila:
Is it true? We're stuck here...?

Lynne:
What?! Oh, uh...

Kamila:
If my dad...

Kamila:
If my dad was here...
I bet he'd save us.

Lynne:
Oh, Kamila! I'm so sorry!!!

Sissel:
(Hmm... That's funny...)

Yomiel:
What is it, Sissel?

Sissel:
There's something I
don't understand.

Sissel:
Why would they go to all
the trouble of detaching
the control room?

Yomiel:
What?

Sissel:
Why didn't they just steal the
Temsik fragment and escape,
if that's what they wanted?

Sissel:
Why did they have to jettison
your body off into the sea?

Yomiel:
Hmm... That's a good question.

Yomiel:
But I guess it doesn't
matter why now.

Yomiel:
We'll never find it again.

Yomiel:
We have no idea where
it was launched to...

Lynne
Wait a minute!!!

Lynne:
Yes, we do!

Lynne:
This will tell us where
Detective Jowd is!

Sissel:
That present from the
inspector in white!

Lynne:
That's right! Detective Jowd told
me to hold on to it for him.

Lynne:
And the bullet is still in
this person's body in the
command room, right?

Lynne:
Then we should be able to tell
exactly where it is with this!

Sissel:
B-But...

Sissel:
...even if we find out where
it is, how do we get there?

Missile:
We should be able to
figure something out,
between the three of us!

Missile:
With our powers... right, Miss Lynne?!

Lynne:
Right...! Oh, and wait a minute!
What about a torpedo...?!

Sissel:
A torpedo...?

Lynne:
In any case, it's way
too early to give up!

Sissel:
(Hmm. It looks like Detective
Jowd is our last hope...)

Lynne:
Come on! Let's get started!

****

Sissel:
I'd better not open this.

Sissel:
(That water would come
gushing in, I bet.)

Missile:
It's such a peaceful mood
at the moment. No need to
throw cold water on it!

Sissel:
(Well, I wouldn't go so far
as to call it "peaceful"...)

****

Missile:
Okay! What do we do now?!

Sissel:
We go find the command room
that was launched somewhere
into the sea.

Missile:
What?! How?

Missile:
Just to let you know... I don't like
water very much...

Sissel:
According to Lynne...

Sissel:
...the key to our plan is a torpedo,
kind of a "missile."

Missile:
"Missile"? You have a
"Missile" right here!

Sissel:
I... don't think she's talking
about that kind of a "missile."

Sissel:
(Now, then... Where did we
see another mis... torpedo?)

****

Kamila:
So, my dad isn't here on
the submarine...?

Sissel:
Don't worry. We're going
to go get him right now.

Kamila:
Okay...

Kamila:
I hope I didn't hurt Lynne's
feelings... What I said about my
dad saving us if he was here...

Missile:
Oh, don't worry about that!

Missile:
Comments like that just roll
right off Miss Lynne's back!
She's really thick-skinned!

Sissel:
(Ouch.)

Kamila:
I'm going to start
being tougher, too.

Kamila:
I want to make my
dad proud of me!

Missile:
M-Miss Kamila...

Sissel:
I'm sure your dad is very
proud of you, Kamila.

****

Lynne:
So his "shell" is definitely there
in the command room, right?
Just without the fragment?

Sissel:
It's there, yeah, but I don't know
about calling it a "shell"...

Lynne:
Detective Jowd's watch will
tell us exactly where it is.

Sissel:
(Right. He said it was a
"radio receiver," didn't he.)

Lynne:
There might still be another
torpedo on this submarine.

Lynne:
If we use it, we can get
to Detective Jowd!

Sissel:
That's a brilliant plan, Detective.

Lynne:
You think so? Heh heh.

Sissel:
So what are you gonna do, ride
on the top of the torpedo...?

Lynne:
Of course not!
You guys are going to go!

Sissel:
Darn. I kind of wanted
to see that...

Lynne:
Did you want to see
me drown?!

****

Sissel:
Why is this machine
shoving grapes at me?

Lynne:
Well, this looks like the private
cabin of the top officer, doesn't it?

Lynne:
This machine is probably
for feeding him grapes
while he lies in bed.

Missile:
Oh, it sounds heavenly!

Yomiel:
I've been thinking about
this for a while now...

Yomiel:
...but don't you think that
country's use of technology
is just a little "off"...?

Sissel:
(Says the guy who made
a deal with said country...)

Lynne:
Anyway...

Lynne:
...it looks like the arm of this
machine is a bit busted...

****

Sissel:
Hmm.

Sissel:
The phone line to
the engine room isn't
working right now.

Sissel:
(All that water probably
damaged the line...)

Sissel:
I guess I don't need to
go back there anyway.

****

Lynne:
The torpedo room, huh?

Sissel:
There might be another torpedo
left there. I'll go check it out.

Missile:
Oh, I get it! You're going
to use a missile to ram
the control room!

Sissel:
Well, I don't know about "ram."
We don't wanna blow Detective
Jowd up... But something like that.

Lynne:
We'll climb up to the torpedo room,
too. "Up" is definitely safer...

Sissel:
Okay. I'll see you there, then.

****

Lynne:
It looks like the torpedoes
can be launched manually
with these switches.

Lynne:
There are two tubes, so there
should be one more left.

Lynne:
I guess the first thing we have
to do is load it into the tube.

Missile:
When it comes to missiles,
you can count on me!

Lynne:
I'll enter the coordinates of the
command room into the torpedo.

Lynne:
And I just turned on the backup
power. We ought to be able to
use the switches now!

Sissel:
Okay. Let's try it!

Lynne:
Good luck!

****

Sissel:
This switch won't budge.
Maybe it's broken?

Sissel:
But I don't think the entire
device is broken, though...

Sissel:
It would probably work
just fine if only I could
move this switch...

Sissel:
(We'll just have to find a
way to move it somehow.)

Sissel:
(But I can't do it with
my powers alone...)

****

Missile:
What will happen to
these two ladies...?

Sissel:
I think that's up to
us... and our powers.

Missile:
What?

Sissel:
This is no time to be standing
around, unsure of ourselves.

Sissel:
Will you lend me
your strength, Missile?

Missile:
Me? Of course I will.

Missile:
Count on it!

****

Sissel:
How's it going there?

Lynne:
I'm just calculating the command
room's coordinates now.

Lynne:
I have to put in a slight offset,
though. Don't want to blow it up...

Sissel:
I'm sure Detective Jowd
would appreciate that.

Lynne:
Well, leave this to me!

Lynne:
Good luck with loading the missile!

Sissel:
Okay, thanks.

****

Kamila:
Please help my dad, Sissy.

Kamila:
I'll be okay here. I'm not scared.

Sissel:
Leave it to me, Kamila.

Sissel:
We'll be back with your father
to save you. I promise.

Missile:
Wait a minute, Sissel!

Sissel:
Wh-What is it?

Missile:
What you just said...

Missile:
...I wanted to say that!

Kamila:
Thank you, Missile.

Missile:
We can do it.

Missile:
I know we can!

****

Sissel:
There we go! That torpedo
looks serviceable.

Lynne:
All set on this end, too!

Lynne:
But something's odd...

Sissel:
What is?

Lynne:
The command room. It looks
like it's slowly sinking.

Sissel:
Sinking...?

Lynne:
Yeah, like it's completely run out of
power. I wonder what happened?

Sissel:
I don't know... but
I guess I'll find out.

Lynne:
Right. Okay, hop into the missile!

Lynne:
I'll launch it for you.

Sissel:
Okay. Thanks!

****

Lynne:
All right, go ahead and
hop into that missile!
No time to lose!

Sissel:
All right, I'm going.

Lynne:
That control room
is still sinking.

Lynne:
I'm worried... What
could be happening, I wonder?

Sissel:
(I'm worried, too.
I guess I'd better hurry.)

****

Lynne:
I've already set the
torpedo's course.

Lynne:
It'll head toward the command
room where Detective Jowd is.

Lynne:
Twelve seconds after launching,
it'll pass by the command room
for an instant.

Lynne:
That instant will be your window
of opportunity to jump over to
the command room.

Sissel:
Okay, got it.

Sissel:
And then we'll find a way to
come back and save you.

Sissel:
That'll probably be my
last task tonight...

Sissel:
Just hold on until
we get back.

Sissel:
Okay, c'mon, Missile.

Missile:
........

Sissel:
Missile...?

Missile:
I...

Missile:
I'm sorry. I can't go.

Sissel:
What?

Missile:
I just can't! How could I leave?!

Missile:
I can't leave Miss Lynne
and Miss Kamila behind!

Missile:
I can't do it!

Sissel:
Missile...

Missile:
I swapped the switches so the
missile can be launched.

Missile:
You'll have to do the rest, Sissel!


Sissel:
........

Sissel:
(I can't do it, either...)

Sissel:
(I can't ask Missile to come
with me after that.)

Sissel:
(I understand exactly
how he feels...)


Lynne:
I want you to go, Missile.

Missile:
What...? But, Miss Lynne...!

Lynne:
You staying here won't
change our fate.

Lynne:
But if you go with Sissel...

Lynne:
...you might be able to
make something happen.
And that's our only hope.


Missile:
But... what if that "something"
doesn't happen?!

Missile:
I'll never be able to see you
again! Never, ever again!

Missile:
Even I can understand that!

Missile:
I... I couldn't stand that...


Kamila:
Don't worry, Missile.

Missile:
Miss Kamila...?

Kamila:
I just know you and Sissy
can make something
happen. I believe in you!

Kamila:
I'll be right here waiting for you.

Kamila:
We'll see each other
then. Don't worry!


Missile:
........

Missile:
Miss Kamilaaa!!!

Lynne:
That's a good boy, Missile.

Lynne:
Now, are you ready? Remember!
It's twelve seconds after I throw
this switch!


Sissel:
We're ready.

Lynne:
Sissel?

Sissel:
Yes?

Lynne:
We never found out
who you really were...

Lynne:
...but that doesn't matter now.

Lynne:
All I know is, I'm truly
glad I met you tonight.

Lynne:
Thank you... for everything.


Sissel:
And I'm glad I met
you, Detective.


Kamila:
But we're going to see each other
again! Right, Sissy? Right, Missile?


Sissel:
That's right.
We promise, little lady.


Missile:
Of course we will!

Lynne:
I'll never forget you... no
matter what happens.


Sissel:
...Here goes, then.

Lynne:
Good luck... friend!

These twelve seconds are
lasting an eternity.

I strive to think of a way
to save Lynne and the
little lady the whole time...

But how can a ray of light,
of hope, reach this far
down into the deep sea?

Before I can think of
an answer, the twelve
seconds are up...

Sissel:
Detective Jowd!

Missile
I bet that big, masked
man did this!

Missile:
I'm going to bite him!


Sissel:
You'd better not. You
might break your teeth.

Sissel:
(The command room
has lost power, and
is sinking.)

Sissel:
(So I wonder what
this masked man is
going to do...?)


Missile:
Let's talk to
Detective Jowd!


****

Missile:
Detective Jowd is
lying on the floor!


Sissel:
...I'm glad you came
along, Missile.


Missile:
Huh?

Sissel:
After all, you and I are the only ones...

Sissel:
...who can bring Detective
Jowd back to life.


Missile:
...!

Missile:
That's right!

Missile:
Let's save him... together!


****

Sissel:
Sorry for the wait,
Detective Jowd.


Jowd:
Wh-Who are you?!

Jowd:
Are you... "Sissel"?


Sissel:
Please excuse my appearance.

Jowd:
I can't believe you made it here!

Jowd:
How is Kamila?!
And what about Lynne...?!


Sissel:
Well...

Sissel:
It's kind of a long story.
..

Sissel:
(I told Detective Jowd about
everything that happened
on the submarine Yonoa.)


Jowd:
So the submarine is badly
damaged?! Why would he do
that to his own submarine?!


Sissel:
I wish I knew...

Yomiel:
I know the answer to that one.

Yomiel:
It's because he's afraid
of my powers.


Sissel:
Y-You...!

Sissel:
You followed us?!
(I didn't even notice!)


Yomiel:
It's been ten long years,
Detective Jowd.


Jowd:
........

Jowd:
Are you...

Jowd:
...Yomiel?


Yomiel:
........

Yomiel:
So you remember me, do you?

Jowd:
How could I possibly forget?

Sissel:
So that's your real name, huh?
"Yomiel"?


Yomiel:
That's right.

Sissel:
But those people on the Yonoa
were calling you "Sissel"...?


Yomiel:
That's just an alias I was
using for my deal with them.

Yomiel:
I didn't see any need to
tell them my real name.


Sissel:
Could you do me a favor?

Sissel:
Would you let me ask
you some questions?

Sissel:
I've been trying to find out
my true identity all night...


Yomiel:
Sure. Go ahead.

Yomiel:
I'm sure there's plenty
we can still tell you.
Right, Detective Jowd?


Jowd:
...Right.

[About Yomiel]

Jowd:
Ten years ago...

Jowd:
...you were a top systems
engineer, weren't you?


Missile:
"Systems engineer"...?
What's that?

Missile:
By the way, I'm a top
Pomeranian, you know.


Jowd:
Well, it's kind of hard to explain
to a dog... but it's a person who's
good at using computers.


Yomiel:
I don't mean to brag, but I was
one of the best in the industry.

Yomiel:
That's how I got roped
into joining that project.


Sissel:
Project? What project?

Yomiel:
It was a project aimed at
reorganizing the nation's
top-secret information.

Yomiel:
The goal was to build a new
system using multidimensional
programming theory.

Yomiel:
I was asked to join the project
by an agent of the government.


Missile:
It doesn't sound like something
a top Pomeranian would know
anything about...


Yomiel:
To me, it just sounded like
another challenging job.

Yomiel:
However...

Yomiel:
...this project was also the
target of a secret plot.

Yomiel:
I bet you can imagine the kind
of crime the nation's top
secrets might attract...

Yomiel:
I never thought for the
life of me I'd ever have
to deal with spies.


Jowd:
It was never made public,
but every organization in the
country moved on this one.

Jowd:
And then, one day, the name
of a certain programmer
emerged as a suspect.


Yomiel:
I was the guy who built
the core of the system.


Jowd:
The police arrested you, and
then... that incident happened...


Sissel:
(He escaped from the
interrogation room, and took
little Lynne as a hostage...)


Yomiel:
By the way, Detective Jowd.

Yomiel:
When was it that I was
proven innocent...?


Jowd:
About six months
after your death.

Jowd:
I'm so sorry, Yomiel...


[Real motive for revenge]

Yomiel:
Ten years ago...

Yomiel:
...my soul was split from my
body, and I lost everything.

Yomiel:
I was sealed in eternal darkness.


Yomiel:
I "existed" in this world.
No question about that... 

Yomiel:
...but nobody noticed
my presence.

Yomiel:
What good were my "powers"?
They didn't help anybody.

Yomiel:
Not even the passage of
time could heal my pain.

Yomiel:
In fact, it only made it worse.


Yomiel:
I wanted to disappear.

Yomiel:
But I wasn't even
allowed to do that.

Yomiel:
The way Lynne described
it is exactly right.

Yomiel:
"Sinking slowly toward the
bottom of an endless sea..."

Yomiel:
An overwhelming feeling of
loneliness and despair...

Yomiel:
And I wanted all of you to
suffer what I was suffering...


Jowd:
And so that's why
you murdered Alma.


Yomiel:
That's right.

Yomiel:
I wanted you to know what
it was like to lose everything
you cared about...

Yomiel:
I wanted you to feel the same pain I felt.


Jowd:
What...?!

Yomiel:
........

Yomiel:
It was the twisted wish
of a mind poisoned by
infinite loneliness...

Yomiel:
And then...

Yomiel:
...as I was plotting my
revenge, I had an idea.

Yomiel:
I came up with a plan to
use these powers of mine
to make a deal.


[The deal]

Jowd:
There's something I just don't
understand about that deal.

Jowd:
I'm sure your powers would
be very valuable to them.

Jowd:
But...

Jowd:
...what would you get
out of the deal?


Yomiel:
A new life.

Jowd:
"Life"...?

Yomiel:
I asked them for two conditions.

Yomiel:
Number one was that they help
me with my revenge plot.

Yomiel:
And the second was
a "rebirth" for me.


Jowd:
"Rebirth"...? A new beginning, eh?

Yomiel:
I didn't care if it was a "fake"
life, an "artificial" life...

Yomiel:
I just wanted a physical receptacle
for my soul, a name, an identity --
an everyday life.

Yomiel:
I wanted to grow old in a
society that would accept me.

Yomiel:
And, finally, I wanted to die,
surrounded by a loving family.

Yomiel:
That's the kind of "life"
I asked them for.


Jowd:
A completely man-made life...

Yomiel:
That's right. I knew I couldn't hope
for anything more than that...

Yomiel:
To make it all come true, I
knew it would take a lot of
money and a lot of power.

Yomiel:
That's why I decided to ask
a national government
to help me.

Yomiel:
And their response, in the end...

Yomiel:
...was betrayal.


[Betrayal]

Yomiel:
They were making their moves much
more carefully than I suspected.

Yomiel:
They sent spies to this
country, and researched
my powers on their own.

Yomiel:
And...

Yomiel:
...they even figured out
what Temsik was all about.


Jowd:
And you had no idea they
were doing all this?


Yomiel:
None at all. I was a fool...

Sissel:
So, then...

Sissel:
...why did they go to all the trouble
of making a deal with you?

Sissel:
Why didn't they just steal
a hunk of the Temsik
meteorite from the park?


Yomiel:
They couldn't.

Sissel:
Huh?

Yomiel:
After the "manipulator"
incidents, research was
conducted in this country, too.

Yomiel:
A report was submitted to the
government about the source
of the manipulator's power.


Sissel:
(By Inspector Cabanela and
the old pigeon guy, eh...?)


Yomiel:
At first, the government
didn't believe the report.

Yomiel:
But then, they decided
to put the park under
surveillance, just in case.


Sissel:
Surveillance, huh?

Yomiel:
It just looks like an ordinary,
peaceful park, but there are
armed agents there at all times.


Sissel:
Don't tell me that odd leaflet
guy is one of them...?


Yomiel:
No, not him. He's just a
plain old odd person.

Yomiel:
That park is like a silent battlefield,
on an international scale...


Jowd:
So that's why they couldn't
steal the Temsik meteorite...


Yomiel:
And, lately, under the pretense
of building a housing site...

Yomiel:
...they've been working on a plan
to destroy that park in order to
secure the Temsik meteorite.


Sissel:
(So that's it, eh...?)

Jowd:
So the upshot of your grand "deal"...

Jowd:
...was this, eh?


Yomiel:
Yeah. It's the ending I deserve...

Jowd:
But at least there's one thing
you must be happy about.


Yomiel:
What's that?

Jowd:
You've managed to seal me away
at the bottom of the sea forever.


Yomiel:
........

Sissel:
Well...

Sissel:
Shall we get started?


Yomiel:
Started with what?

Sissel:
Bringing Detective Jowd
back to life, of course.


Yomiel:
What?! What good
will that do now?!


Missile
But we promised!

Missile:
We promised Miss Lynne and
Miss Kamila we'd save them!


Sissel:
And we can't do that without
you, Detective Jowd.


Jowd:
...!

Sissel:
I've been guided by fate
tonight to this place.

Sissel:
I won't give up now.


Jowd
:
All right, fine.

Jowd:
Let's see where it leads us!


Yomiel:
........

Sissel:
Here we go, then. Back to four
minutes before your death!


Jowd:
So...

Jowd:
...where are we headed?


Adjutant:
We are not headed
anywhere, Detective.


Jowd:
What?!

Adjutant:
There was only enough
fuel onboard to launch
us away, Detective.

Adjutant:
We will run out soon,
and that will be our
destination, Detective.


Jowd:
What are you talking about?!
That would mean...

Jowd:
...that you're trapped here, too!


Adjutant:
By the way, I am not
human, Detective.

Adjutant:
I am a remote-controlled
robot, Detective.


Jowd:
What?!

Jowd:
Your country's use of technology...

Jowd:
...is just plain "off"!


Adjutant:
We get that a lot, Detective.

Jowd:
Why would you go to all
the trouble to do this?

Jowd:
That's nothing but a "shell" there.
It's hardly a threat anymore.


Adjutant:
Commander Sith likes to provide
against any possibility, no matter
how small, Detective.


Jowd:
"Possibility"...?

Jowd:
What are you talking about?


Adjutant:
There is no need for you
to know, Detective.

Adjutant:
Now it is time to say
goodbye, Detective.

Adjutant:
In the end, your fate remains
the same, it seems, Detective.


Jowd:
Grrr!

Jowd:
Kamila... forgive me...


Sissel:
It isn't over yet.

Missile:
It isn't?

Sissel:
Remember what that
"big, masked man" said?

Sissel:
"Any possibility, no
matter how small."


Jowd:
Possibility...

Sissel:
In other words, there must be
a chance here somewhere.

Sissel:
The possibility of turning
this situation around!


Yomiel:
........

****

Jowd:
Huh?

Missile:
What is it, Detective?!

Jowd:
Look at Yomiel's "shell"...

Sissel:
...!
There's no aura emanating
from his body...


Yomiel:
Of course there isn't.

Yomiel:
The Temsik fragment
is gone.


Sissel:
(Could this change
in his "shell"...)

Sissel:
(...give us some
kind of lead...?)


****

Missile:
So, what do you think, Sissel?!

Missile:
Do you think we can rescue
Miss Lynne and Miss Kamila?


Sissel:
I can't say for sure right now...

Sissel:
...but we do have a lead...

Sissel:
(The change in Yomiel's "shell"...)

Sissel:
(...that's the key to this thing!)


Missile:
Then let's go grab that key!

****

Sissel:
We've come all this way.
We can't waver now.


Jowd:
The answer is right
in front of you.

Jowd:
All you have to do is
possess it, and that's
how it will all begin.


Sissel:
(Or maybe that's
how it will all end...)


****

Yomiel:
........

Yomiel:
I figured it out...

Yomiel:
I know what this "possibility,
no matter how small" is
that they are afraid of!


Sissel:
What is it?!

Yomiel:
My "time" was perpetually stopped,
thanks to the power of Temsik.


Sissel:
(His body cycled between the
moments that seperated his
"life" and "death"...)


Jowd:
Right. But not anymore.
The Temsik fragment
has been taken away.


Yomiel:
Exactly. So what does that mean?

Sissel:
I get it!

Sissel:
Your body won't come
back to life anymore!


Yomiel:
The moment the Temsik fragment
was removed, my "shell" became
a regular "corpse."


Sissel:
So... let's see... That means...

Sissel:
(We can go back? Back to four
minutes before your death...?)


Missile:
But... wait a minute!

Missile:
Exactly "when" is that death?!


Jowd:
That's simple.

Jowd:
We'll find out...

Jowd:
...when we get there!
Let's move!


I fell back through the
cracks of time for what
seemed like forever.

And then I saw it.

The final death, at the
end of this long night...

Who exactly am I?

I've already seen all of the clues...

All I have to do now is remember.

The final journey to the truth...

...starts now.