Conversation · Morell, the Cryptozoologist

"The water lock's been fixed. It was fine when I crossed it."

"Oh good. We should really be getting back. Gary could use a hot shower and a warm bed..."

The 8/81 is a raised motorway that separates Martinaise from Jamrock. The labyrinth of streets underneath it makes it difficult to pass. Not like walking over a nice water lock...

"Ack, so that's what this is." He ignores your jab. "Lena sent you. Can't say I blame her -- we've been here for days. That damned water lock is broken, and we can't go under the 8/81..."

"Lena sent me. She's been really worried about you and is waiting for you to get back."

"Ack! Of course. Thank you for passing along the message. That damned water lock is broken, and we can't go all the way around the 8/81..."

"Ack! Of course. Thank you for passing along the message. That damned water lock is broken, and we can't go all the way around the 8/81..."

"MAYBE THE WATER LOCK IS FIXED!"

"We were supposed to go back to Martinaise a couple of days ago, but that damned water lock is broken." He gives a dismissive wave.

"Yeah. That was me. I broke the water lock with my motor carriage. But it's fixed now. You can go back."

"You broke the water lock with a motor carriage? But there was a billboard in the canal..." He looks south. "Not a vehicle. It said 'Samaran Butter.'"

"No, no, it was all me. I caused your delay, and I'm sorry. But you can go back now."

"DID HE SAY WE CAN GO BACK NOW?"

"YES, GARY! WE CAN GO BACK SOON!" He turns to you.

"YES, GARY! WE CAN GO SOON!" He turns to you.

"Either way, have a safe trip back!" [Leave.]

"I guess you're right. It was really the sign's fault. Anyway, you can go back now."

"No, see, I jumped over the canal in my motor carriage, tearing through the Samaran Butter Sign, which fell into the canal, blocking the gates, as I landed on the other side. I used the pawnshop as a launch ramp."

"Why?" He spreads his arms in disbelief.

"I'm sorry. I don't know."

"I'm afraid I may be insane."

"Insane. Yes. Okay. Good." He quickly comes to terms with it. "But you said the water lock is fixed now, so we can go back..."

"It was an experiment to gauge the Coupris 44's aerial performance. I'm something of a gentleman scientist."

"Scientist. Yes. Okay." He quickly comes to terms with it. "But you said the water lock is fixed now, so we can go back..."

"Because I needed to get to the ocean."

"Sure." He quickly comes to terms with this. "But you said the water lock is fixed now, so we can go back..."

"The water lock's been fixed. It was fine when I crossed it."

"Oh good. We should really be getting back. Gary could use a hot shower and a warm bed..."

"We were supposed to go back to Martinaise a couple of days ago, but that damned water lock is broken." He gives a dismissive wave.

"We were supposed to go back to Martinaise a couple of days ago, but that damned water lock is broken." He gives a dismissive wave.

"IS THAT THE POLICE? WHY ARE THE POLICE HERE?"

"DON'T WORRY, GARY. I'LL HANDLE IT."

"Who's there? Oh, the police. Hello, officer."