Now I'm back in the present,
and it's completely shrouded
in darkness.

I can't see it, but I can feel
the tension in the air.

It's a state of emergency.

And that's only natural.

With the power failure, all of the
cell bars opened automatically.

Plus, now a death-row inmate
is loose in the darkness.

I did what I promised Lynne.
I stopped the execution.

But that condemned criminal
is now in just as much danger
as before.

Sissel:
The darkness is thick, but
it can also be our friend.

Sissel:
Right now, it's what
Detective Jowd is
hiding himself in.

Sissel:
(I hope the detective is
all right in this blackness...)

Sissel:
(I'd better find him... fast.)

Sissel:
Come to think of it, he
gave me some advice.

Sissel:
Head for the spoon,
he said. I wonder what
that was all about?

****

 Sissel:
It's no use. This internal
phone isn't working.

Sissel:
I might be able to use
another phone, but for now
I'd better find another path.

****

 Sissel:
The detective told me to
head for the spoon when
I got back to the present...

Sissel:
...so here I am.

Sausage Head:
The bell!
Better go back.

Sissel:
Whew! I'm back.

Sissel:
(Thank goodness someone
flushed his toilet. That was
good timing.)

Sissel:
Now to use the cover
of darkness to help
the detective escape!

Sissel:
But first I have to find him...

Guard:
It's Prisoner C74!
Secure the prisoner!

Sissel:
Hmm. It looks like there are
hunters in this darkness.

Sissel:
(I hope they haven't found
Detective Jowd...)

****

 Sissel:
This is some true darkness...

Sissel:
But, luckily, darkness
doesn't exist in the
Ghost World.

Sissel:
I can make use of
that fact to help me
find the detective.

****

 Sissel:
It's no use. The internal
phone doesn't work.

Sissel:
I guess I'd better find
another route.

****

 Sissel:
Huh? What's that red light?

Sissel:
Hmm. It looks like the
hunters' eyes glow red.

Sissel:
It doesn't look like escape
is going to be easy...

****

 Sissel:
Whether it's dark or
light, the fact remains...

Sissel:
I can't read!

****

 Jowd:
Ah, there you are! I was wondering
what I was going to do.

Sissel:
Are you the one who made
that toilet bell ring?

Jowd:
That's right. I still had another
napkin lying around.

Sissel:
Thanks to that, I managed
to make it here. But how
did you know to do that?

Jowd:
I learned a few things
about your ghost tricks
during our time together.

Jowd:
They certainly can be
very useful powers, but,
at times, not so much...

Jowd:
I knew that if the internal phones
weren't working, you'd be trapped
in the death chamber area.

Jowd:
So I quickly came up with
an alternative route.

Jowd:
A route that made use of Sausage
Head's spoon and my napkin.

Sissel:
(Wow. This detective is good.)

Jowd:
Next time you praise me, go
ahead and say it out loud.

Sissel:
...Anyway, it looks like it's
time for a strategy meeting.

Jowd:
An escape strategy, huh? This
could be interesting. Let's do it!

[Escape strategy]

Jowd:
So, let's make sure we're both
clear. The key to my escape is
this darkness.

Jowd:
Once the basement
power supply is restored,
escape will be impossible.

Sissel:
So we move under cover of
darkness, huh? I know I won't
have much trouble with that...

Jowd:
But I'm afraid I won't be able to
see, so you'll have to lead the way.

Sissel:
Lead the way?

Jowd:
Once you find a safe spot
for me to move to, I want
you to give me a signal.

Sissel:
Okay, fine, but how?

Sissel:
The dead don't have voices. Even
if they did, we have to be quiet.

Jowd:
Don't you worry about
that. I have an idea.

Jowd:
Let's just try it and you'll
see how it works.

Sissel:
(This detective likes to just
dive right into things, even
more than Lynne does.)

Jowd:
If they find me, I imagine they'll
shoot first and ask questions later.

Jowd:
But if I die again, we can
just start over, right?

Sissel:
(...He says cheerfully.)

[Prison security]

Jowd:
I don't know if you know it or not,
but this is a "special prison"...

Jowd:
There aren't any dangerous
criminals here... except for
me, that is.

Sissel:
Yes, I did hear something about
it being a "special" place...

Jowd:
Yes, and because of the "special"
status, they're not prepared at
all for emergencies.

Jowd:
They have four timid security
guards, at most.

Sissel:
I think I saw some hunters lurking
in the darkness, though...

Jowd:
Those are the guards. They're
wearing night vision goggles.

Sissel:
"Night vision goggles"?

Jowd:
They're special glasses that let you
see in the dark. Very handy things.

Jowd:
If I enter their field
of vision, it's all over.

Sissel:
(So it's all about staying out of
the guards' line of sight, eh?)

Jowd:
Make sure you guide
me to safe spots!

Jowd:
Now, about that signal
I want you to give me.

Sissel:
Oh, yeah. How am
I supposed to do it?

Jowd:
I've already been dead once.
I don't know if it's because
of that or what, but...

Jowd:
...I can sense your powers now.

Sissel:
Y-You what?

Jowd:
For example, you're in the
bunk right now, aren't you?

Jowd:
For example, you're in the
guard's bulletproof vest
right now, aren't you?

Sissel:
Wow, I'm impressed. I guess
you have a sixth sense.

Jowd:
I think it's more like
a "detective's sense."

Sissel:
(Uh, that doesn't sound
right, somehow...)

Jowd:
Anyway, the details don't matter.
Do you see this [Jowd] icon here?

Sissel:
Yeah. Where did that come from?

Jowd:
Let's use it as our signal.

Sissel:
How will that work?

Jowd:
If you touch the [Jowd] icon,
I'll sense it.

Jowd:
Then I'll move to where you are.

Jowd:
So, for example...

Jowd:
...if you move to that spoon
and touch the [Jowd] icon...

Jowd:
...I'll run to the spoon.
Simple, right?

Sissel:
All right, fine. Let's start
our escape plan!

Jowd:
Just make sure you guide
me to safe spots, Sissel!

****

 Sissel:
So, that red light...

Jowd:
That's the light of the
night vision goggles
on one of the guards.

Sissel:
I can use the light to let me
know where the guard is.

Jowd:
And if you watch the light
closely, you can tell how
the guard is moving, too.

Jowd:
Very informative in
this darkness. Keep a
sharp eye out for it.

****

 Jowd:
This guard certainly isn't a pro.

Jowd:
But even he will shoot
if he sees me.

Sissel:
So I have to time it so you don't
enter his field of vision, huh?

Jowd:
Exactly. I'm counting
on you, Sissel.

Sissel:
(If I touch the [Jowd] icon, the
detective will come to
wherever I am at that time.)

Sissel:
(I have to lead him to safe
spots so he can escape
without being discovered.)

***

 Jowd:
Wait a minute...

Jowd:
Are you inviting me
to come get shot?

Jowd:
I'm not that crazy.

****

Guard:
There he is!

Sissel:
If he enters a guard's field of
vision, it's over. I have to watch
the movement of the red lights.

Sissel:
(The first thing to do is take a
good look around and check out
what the "enemy" is doing.)

Jowd:
For now, how about just aiming
for the neighboring cell?

Jowd:
We can't hurry too much in this
darkness. Let's take it slow.

****

 Jowd:
Uh, I feel a little uncomfortable,
out in the open like this.

Sissel:
I bet you do. You're wide open.

Jowd:
Well, could you lead me to
somewhere safe, then?

Jowd:
The guards can't help but
notice me where I am now.

****

 Jowd:
Good. This is a safe spot.
You did well, Sissel.

Sissel:
But, unfortunately, there
aren't any more bunks.

Jowd:
I guess you'll have to find
another safe spot, then.

Jowd:
And could you do it as
quickly as possible? This
position is killing my back...

Sissel:
(This could be difficult...)

****

 Sissel:
The guards are on the
move. Now what?

Jowd:
You can get a sense of
how the guards are moving
by watching the red lights.

Jowd:
And I think you already
know this, but, just in case...

Jowd:
...if you want to take a
look around, you can
slide the screen.

Sissel:
(And if I recall correctly,
I can also use [D-Pad] to do
the same thing.)

****

Guard:
There he is!

 Sissel:
Wh-What just happened...?

Jowd:
Apparently, there was a "hunter"
lurking in the ceiling.

Jowd:
Could you do something
about him? It's so dark, I can't
even see the bullet coming.

Sissel:
(So, what...? He'd dodge the
bullet if it wasn't dark...?)

****

Guard:
Aaagh!

****

Sissel:
I can't close this right now.
Somebody's falling through it.

****

Guard:
There he is!

 Sissel:
It's no use! Their eyes are
everywhere. I can't catch a
break!

Jowd:
Then you'll just have to make
one. Try to find a way.

Jowd:
Maybe you can find something
to distract them with.

Sissel:
(Hmm, he's right. Just calling
the detective to me isn't the
only thing I can do here...)

****

 Guard:
What's this hole?

Guard:
I'll check it out
tomorrow.

****

 Sissel:
Hmm. This area under
the stairs is a blind spot
for the guards.

Sissel:
They won't find him here.
This spot is safe.

****

 Jowd:
Okay, next is the stairs.

Jowd:
I'll have to avoid those
guards somehow...

Sissel:
But where should I lead
you to? There isn't a safe
spot anywhere.

Jowd:
We'll just have to wait
till the guards go past,
somewhere on the stairs.

Jowd:
Even the craziest spot will do.
If it's strength you're worried
about, I have plenty of that.

Sissel:
Can you use that strength to
knock the guards out for me?

Jowd:
Well, they do say my punches are
"faster than a speeding bullet."

Jowd:
I have my doubts
about that, though.

Sissel:
(Yeah, I guess a punch
is no match for a bullet...)

****

Guard:
There he is!

Sissel:
I just can't seem to find
the break I need!

Jowd:
Then you'll just have to make
one. Try to find a way.

Jowd:
Maybe you can try calling me
to all kinds of different places.

Jowd:
I'm agreeable. I can go
pretty much anywhere.

****

Guard:
There he is!

 Sissel:
Hmm. I don't know if just dashing
up the stairs is gonna work...

Jowd:
Yes, the stairs ARE a
pretty crowded place...

Sissel:
(But we need to use the stairs
if we want to get any further.)

Jowd:
Oh, I don't know...

Jowd:
Are you sure that
assumption is correct?

****

 Jowd:
That's a little far. I can't
really tell where you are.

Jowd:
How about somewhere
a little closer?

****

 Jowd:
What, you want me to
climb up into the ceiling?

Jowd:
I think I could manage that...

Jowd:
But, as things stand, I don't
have access right now.

Jowd:
Could you open that hatch and
create an entry point for me?

****

 Jowd:
I bet you didn't think I could
get up in here, did you?

Sissel:
I have to admit, I'm
a little surprised.

Jowd:
Anyway, this is a safe spot.
It's not much further now!

Sissel:
*sigh*

 Jowd:
Come on, now, don't worry!
We're almost there.

Jowd:
Now we have the choice of
either trying to sneak out,
or making a dash for it.

Jowd:
I'll leave the route up to you.

****

Guard:
There he is!

 Sissel:
We came all that way...
We were so close!

Jowd:
Right. Once we get to this
point, we can either sneak
out, or make a dash for it.

Jowd:
I'll leave the route up to you. I
might've mentioned this
before, but...

Jowd:
I can go pretty much anywhere!

****

 Jowd:
If I move now, I'm going
to fall. Could you close
the floor hatch for me?

****

 Jowd:
Backtracking seems kind of
pointless, now that we've come
this far.

Jowd:
Besides, real men keep their
eyes forward and proceed with
confidence... and safety.

****

 Sissel:
(If I opened this hatch now...)

Sissel:
(...Detective Jowd would fall
onto the stairs and roll
right down to the bottom.)

Jowd:
If, after all this, I ended up
falling down there and
rolling down the stairs...

Jowd:
...I wouldn't stop rolling until
I ended up back in my cell
from the shock.

Sissel:
Can't say I wouldn't want to
see that... but I guess I
shouldn't open it, huh?

****

 Jowd:
Hmm, that's a tough one.

Jowd:
But, anyway, I think you'd better
open the hatch and create an
exit point for me first.

Jowd:
I can't get out, the
way things are now.

****

Sissel:
(If I opened this hatch now...)

Sissel:
(...Detective Jowd would fall
right back into his cell.)

Jowd:
If, after all this, I ended up
back in my cell...

Jowd:
...I'd probably refuse to
leave again from the shock.

Sissel:
...Guess I shouldn't
open it, huh?

****

 Sissel:
So, what do you think?!

Jowd:
I'd say, if we've come this
far, we did it! Great job,
Sissel!

Bailey:
The basement generator has
been repaired! Restoring
power to all areas!

Jowd:
Whew! We just made it.

Sissel:
But the question is, what now?

Jowd:
I don't have anywhere to go, do I?
Maybe I'll go back to my cell...

Sissel:
Y-You'd better be kidding!

Jowd:
But I'm still a condemned
criminal, you know.

Jowd:
I doubt anybody'd welcome
me with open arms.

Sissel:
Why don't you try
contacting Lynne?

Sissel:
She went to see some
"justice minister" guy...

Jowd:
So an escaped death-row convict
is supposed to just report in to the
justice minister, is that it?

Jowd:
Hmm. I kind of like that...

Jowd:
Anyway, after all the trouble you
went through, I guess I'd better run.

Sissel:
That would be nice, yes.

Jowd :
All right, Sissel.
Until we meet again!
So now I've saved a
condemned criminal's life
and helped him escape...

Was that really the right thing to do?

I guess all I can do is believe
in Lynne at this point.

Detective Jowd was painting
my picture in his cell.

He knows me.

I'm sure I'll be talking
to him again...

****

 Sissel:
Nothing left but
an empty cell...

Sissel:
No sense in staying here.
I might as well go back --

Sissel:
-- back upstairs, using
the internal phone.

****

 Sissel:
A newspaper article has
been cut out and framed.

Sissel:
Unfortunately,
I can't read it...

Sissel:
(But the man in the
photo... no doubt
about it -- it's Jowd.)

****

 Sissel:
Nope, nothing written
on this blackboard.

Sissel:
"There's nothing left
for you to do here."

Sissel:
I guess that's what
it's saying.

****

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?)

****

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.

****

But Detective Jowd's "until
we meet again" came around
quicker than I expected.

When I got back to the
guard room, the next
fateful call came in.

Co-worker:
Hello. This is--

Jowd:
Sissel, are you there?

Co-worker:
Hello? Who's this?

Jowd:
Oh, I'm not talking to you, officer.

Jowd:
Anyway, if you're there, Sissel,
come here immediately.

Jowd:
I'll be waiting for you... if
you make it in time, that is.

Co-worker:
Hey, wait a minute!

****

 Bailey:
That call! Who was it from?!

Co-worker:
I dunno. Some weird call.

Bailey:
Ah, but who...?!

Bailey:
...will call an end
to my dancing?!

Co-worker:
Yeah, well, once you
get goin' like that...

Co-worker:
...I'm not gonna stop ya.

Bailey:
It's a contest, then!

Bailey:
Which will stop first?! My dancing!
Or the turning of the planet?!

Co-worker:
Yeah. Good luck with that.

****

 Sissel:
Hmm...

Sissel:
I bet I could do that
dance by now...

Sissel:
(But I'm more concerned
with the detective's
message.)

Sissel:
(I'd better get over
there... fast!)

****

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...

****

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...)

****

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.)

****

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.)

****
On the other end of the telephone
line, the scene that greets me
tells me one simple fact...

...that our great escape plan
has ended in failure.

Jowd:
Never expected to see you
here, Inspector Cabanela.

Cabanela:
I beliiieve that's my
line, my old friend.

Jowd:
What were you doing here?

Cabanela:
I beliiieve that's my
line, too, clearly.

Cabanela:
I came to... attend your execution.
They told me what time it was...

Cabanela:
Couldn't get in to the chamber,
so I was observing a moment
of silence here.

Cabanela:
And when I looked up, my eyes full
of tears, there you were, baby.

Jowd:
It's just the way things turned out.

Jowd:
I took part in what seemed like
a fun game, and here I am.

Cabanela:
Here's what I wish, my old friend.

Cabanela:
Wish it was anybody but
me who found you here...

Jowd:
........

 Cabanela:
'Cause now that I've found you,
maaan, I have to turn you in.

Jowd:
You have to stay spotlessly
clean, after all...

****

 Sissel:
There's a certain
"something" between
these two.

Sissel:
Is it a warm "something"?
Or is it cold?

Sissel:
Whatever it is,
it's immeasurably deep.

Sissel:
I should probably see what
Detective Jowd has to say.

****

 Sissel:
If I leave here now,
Detective Jowd
will be taken away.

Sissel:
I should see what he has to
say before that happens.

Sissel:
(Besides, he looks like
he's getting tired with
his hands up like that.)

****

 Jowd:
Thanks for coming. I wanted
to say goodbye to you.

Jowd:
As you can see, I guess I'm not
going to be much help to you.

Sissel:
What's going to happen to you?

Jowd:
Being executed tonight is
just about the only thing
on my schedule, it seems.

Sissel:
Executed, huh...?

Sissel:
Death is pretty much
meaningless to me...

Sissel:
Anyway, I guess we'll be
seeing each other again.

Jowd:
........

 Sissel:
By the way, there's something
I'm looking for...

Jowd:
Oh, that's right. Your lost memory.

Sissel:
You know things I'd like to
know. Would you mind if I
asked you a few questions?

Jowd:
In return for tonight's fun
little game, is that it?

[About Sissel]

Sissel:
I saw it, you know.

Sissel:
That picture you were painting
in your cell tonight.

Sissel:
That was me.

Sissel:
Which means you must know me.

Jowd:
........

Jowd:
 I'm very sorry, but...

Jowd:
...I can't talk to you
about that now.

Sissel:
Wh-What?! Why not?!

Jowd:
Because I...

Jowd:
...I don't know your true face.

Sissel:
My... "true face"...?

Jowd:
I'm a detective. I can only talk
about what I'm sure of.

Jowd:
However...

Jowd:
...I can give you one lead, at least.

Sissel:
A lead? What is it?

Jowd:
A long time ago, I gave Lynne
something to hold on to for me.

Jowd:
It was a music box.

Sissel:
...!

Jowd:
If you ever come across it,
I advise you to open it.

Jowd:
It might jog your memory.

Sissel:
(That wooden box I found
in Lynne's apartment!)

Jowd:
And that's the only help
I can give you right now.

[About Cabanela]

Sissel:
That man pointing the gun
at you right now... They say
he's your "good friend"...

Jowd:
We were, when we were in the
detective division together.
That was a long time ago.

Jowd:
Now he's the head of the
Special Investigation Unit.
The top of the elite...

Jowd:
Getting ahead is the only
thing he thinks about now.

Jowd:
And that white coat of his is the
symbol of his determination.

Sissel:
His white coat...?

Jowd:
For somebody looking to get
promoted to the top, what's the
one thing they're afraid of most?

Jowd:
A blot on their record, of course.
Like a stain on a pure-white coat...

Jowd:
Who would promote a man with
a coat covered in stains?

Sissel:
(If it was me, I'd go with a black
coat that didn't show the stains.)

Jowd:
The world is full of excellent
candidates. Even one mistake
could be the end of a career.

Sissel:
But everybody makes
mistakes, right?

Jowd:
Nevertheless, Cabanela has
chosen the path of the white coat...

Jowd:
And he'd do anything --
anything at all -- to hide
his coat's "shadows."

Sissel:
Like send his good friend
to the gallows...

Jowd:
Because that's the right thing to do.
I'm a condemned criminal, after all.

Jowd:
And that's why he has that gun
pointed at me right now.

[Execution]

Sissel:
Is your execution really
the right thing to do?

Jowd:
I had a fair trial, and that's what
was decided. No problem there.

Sissel:
But still...

Jowd:
This is the punishment
that I should receive...

Jowd:
...in order to bring a final
close to that case and
put it to rest forever...

Sissel:
........

Sissel:
Lynne believes you're innocent.
She's running around right now
trying to prove it.

Sissel:
Is that all you have to leave her
with, "No problem there"?

Jowd:
........

Jowd:
 I...

Jowd:
I was sentenced to the death
penalty for killing my wife, Alma.

Jowd:
But, to me, that's not all it was for.

Sissel:
What do you mean, "that's
not all it was for"?

Jowd:
I'm talking about something that
happened even before this case.

Jowd:
I stole somebody else's life.

Sissel:
Wh-What?!

[The other murder]

Jowd:
It was ten years ago.
I'll never forget it...

Jowd:
That day, I saved the
life of a little girl...

Jowd:
...and I stole away
the life of a man.

Sissel:
(Ten years ago... the
life of a little girl...)

Sissel:
Could that "little girl" be...

Sissel:
...Lynne?

Jowd:
...!

Jowd:
She told you about that?

Sissel:
Yeah. She said you were her hero.

Jowd:
Now, just calm down!
And drop that weapon!

Yomiel:
S-Stay back!
If you come any closer...

Yomiel:
...I'll shoot her!

Jowd:
Ten years ago, in a certain park,
a little girl was taken hostage.

Jowd:
I was still young then. I didn't
have any self-control.

Jowd:
I remember asking
myself at the time...

Jowd:
"Jowd, are you going
to shoot this guy?"

Jowd:
And this is what I answered...

Jowd:
"Yeah. I'm going to shoot."

Jowd:
My hand was shaking a little.
If my hand slipped...

Jowd:
...the man might die. Even the
little hostage girl was in danger.

Jowd:
Nevertheless, that was my answer:
"Yeah. I'm going to shoot."

Jowd:
And the man died. I took his life.

Jowd:
Lynne was never told the outcome.
She was so young at the time...

Jowd:
I don't deserve to be called a
"hero." What I deserve is...

Jowd:
..."execution."

Jowd:
Ready to go?

Jowd:
My arms are getting tired.

Cabanela:
You got it, baby. Time for the
big shooow of haulin' you in.

Jowd:
Oh, that's right...

Jowd:
Just let me make
one last phone call.

Cabanela:
That's a biiig favor to ask so
casually, my old friend...

Cabanela:
Tell you what I'll dooo. I'll pretend
I'm not watchin'. I'll be listenin'
though. On that you can rely.

Jowd:
Sissel, you've got your own path
to follow. You'd better hurry.

Sissel:
My own path...?

Jowd:
Lynne is at the justice minister's
office right now, right?

Jowd:
It might not be a bad idea to say
my final farewell to him, too.

Lynne:
H-Hello?! Everything's fine here!

Jowd:
........

Jowd:
 Is this the Chicken Kitchen?
I'd like to request a delivery.

Lynne:
Um...

Lynne:
The Chicken Kitchen is next door!

Lynne:
Goodbye!

Jowd:
Hmm...

Jowd:
It sounds like she's in
some kind of trouble.

Sissel:
It does, doesn't it?

Jowd:
Go help her out, would you, Sissel?

Jowd:
Sorry to keep you waiting,
Inspector. Ready to go?

Cabanela:
Oh, before I forgeeet...

Cabanela:
I have a little something for you.

Cabanela:
A present, if you will. There's
nothing else like it, baby!

Jowd:
If there's nothing else
like it, don't throw it.

Jowd:
What's this? A pocket watch?

Jowd:
Considering my situation,
it's the last thing in the
world I need right now.

Cabanela:
Forgive me, maaan. Let's just say
I'm no good at chooosing presents.

Jowd:
This is it, Sissel. Let me just
leave you with one thing.

Jowd:
Don't trust other people's
memories. Look for what you
seek with your own eyes.

Sissel:
I'll remember that.
They're gone. There's
nothing left here...

No hope... and no cores, either.

Without any cores, I
can't follow after them.

This is the end of my "adventure."

I feel pretty dejected, but I
guess I'd better go find Lynne...

I'll follow the path Detective
Jowd pointed out to me...

...the path to the justice minister's
office, where Lynne went to
try and stop the execution.