Turtle: Where to next?

Ratty : I think we must investigate Sam. He is the prime suspect. He's the only one who isn’t proved innocent yet. He is the one who sent us to the storage house. Maybe it was a lure to the trap.

Turtle: So he's still our primary suspect then?

Ratty : Yes, I know.

Turtle: Too bad, I was getting bored of the whole thing.

Ratty : If we're going to look for the real killer, I think we should pay another visit to this Sam guy.

Turtle: Let's go pay him a visit.

"Do you think they will still be there?" asks Ratty.

"Sure, they would wait for us." Turtle snorts.

Turtle looks at his watch. Getting late.

The Mercer Series 5 Raceabout slides to a stop in front of the turtle's office. Turtle sets the parking brake, and the engine quits with a loud knocking and a grateful cough. A breath of steam issues from the radiator.

They climb the stairs. The rat goes to the bathroom to do emergency work and Turtle quickly goes to the office room, picks up the telephone and starts turning the dial. He's calling his friend Officer Ben.

After talking to Ben in the office for a while, Turtle found out that they still didn't get to learn much about Man in Blue. Manager Gerard is not available. Frank has vanished and his bar closedown. And the biggest news is - there has been a report of Kelso being abducted. The report came from her friend Candy. It was reported that she made a phone call just before she was abducted. In the last conversation of the phone call she said that some ghostly entity was following her. Before she could finish speaking, a scream came and the call was cut off. Police department is busy looking into it at the moment.

Turtle informed Ben that he thinks Sam is the perpetrator.

Ben is the only one who believes in Turtle's paranormal cases, but without clear hints or clues, his hands are tied. They wanted to inspect Sam once again, but he is unavailable at the moment. His staff told them is that he went to a vacation, but they don't know the address.

Cops are still trying to trace him. Turtle urged Ben to break into Sam's house to investigate. However, it requires a lot of permissions from the higher ups and the process is lengthy. They'll have to wait a bit to get the permission.

He said he'll do his best, but that's not enough for Turtle. Turtle knows the clock is ticking and proving the stranger side of the situation to police is more than challenging.

The rat has just returned from the bathroom, and Turtle is about to give him the next clue.

They can hear the sound of rushing wind outside. Turtle looks at the rat who is raising his eyebrow.

Sound of footsteps.

The rat quickly hides himself again and Turtle jumps on his chair to listen better.

Candy's voice is heard.

She stands in the door and there's a huge man that looks like a unholy love-child of a sumo and a heavy-weight boxer behind her. His facial expression is like one that would have a habit of breaking bones and killing people.

The ratty squeaks.

"What the...!" Turtle exclaims.

"Are you scared, you little fool?" the huge man says, walking towards ratty.

"Leave my sidekick alone, monster!" Turtle shouts and stands up.

"Stop it, Tiny!" Candy shouts.

"Sorry." Tiny apologises to Candy and looks towards Turtle detective.

"Monster? No, I'm just a simple bouncer here at BlueDream. At least, I used to be."

Turtle now remembers him. He was the huge bouncer of Blue Dream bar who didn’t let him pass.

"You're the guy who denied me entry." he says.

Tiny : " Look, we had a bitter encounter before, but I was doing my job."

"I know. You were following orders of the boss. However, that was no way to treat a customer."

"You didn’t pay. Entry without payment wasn’t allowed."

Turtle rolls his eyes.

Candy: " Alright. That's enough. We don't have much time. Turtle, I seek your help."

"Candy, you know I'm always willing to help a lady in need." Turtle pauses and moves his eyes towards Tiny " And her giant freak as well."

Candy: "He can be a gentleman this once, huh, Tiny?"

Tiny nods in agreement.

Candy: "Turtle. Somenone....errm..no. Something took away Kelso. It abducted her."

"Candy, you know I'm not a cop. I know you already reported the cops. Then, what makes you seek my help?"

Candy: Cops believed that Kelso has been abducted, but what they don't believe that something otherworldly took her. You are the only one who knows about this stuffs and deals with it.

Turtle detective : So, you do believe...?

Candy : She's been telling me the stories of the spider monster in the storage house. I didn’t believe her. But, after everything happened that day during the stage performance, I am starting to believe. Even during our phone call, I heard a screeching in the background...right before her call got cut off.

Turtle : So, some sort of monster abducted her.

Candy: "Yes. I got scared and that's why I hired Tiny as my guard for the month."

Turtle looks at the man that resembles a giant gladiator and says: "Will you help us, tiny?"

Tiny : It's not gonna be easy, but I can try. Ever since Gerard's been missing, I've been jobless, anyway. No reason to turn down money for some quality apple juice. Besides, I'm curious about what this case.

Ratty: Apple juice? I thought you were gonna say booze.

Tiny: I don't drink alcohol. I prefer apple juice instead.

Ratty: Weird guy. Heh.

Turtle : "You sure you can handle it?"

Tiny : "I told you, I'm a bouncer. I can handle anything."

Turtle nods.

"Alright then, let's get going."

Candy: "To where?"

Turtle: First, we're gonna break into Sam's house.

Candy: What? Why?

Ratty: Because we think Sam is the villain who is behind all this.

Candy: "What makes you think that?"

Ratty: Because he's the only one with a motive.

Candy: And do you have any proof that this is the case?

Turtle: "We have done our research, Candy. No time to explain. Time's running out. You gotta trust me."

Candy: "Fine, but if you're wrong, I'm blaming you."

Turtle: Alright. I can take the blame for that. But, not for the deaths of two innocent girls. Let's go.

Ratty : There's one problem.

Turtle: What is it now?

Ratty: My car ran outta juice. We might need a tabby.

Candy: A what?

Ratty : You know, a taxi.

Candy: Oh, yeah...(thinks) Yeah, I got some money saved up.

Turtle: Alright. I know a taxi driver. I have his number. His name is Ozzy. He'll give us discount. He has gave me rides to my adventures in the old days. He knows a thing or two about the type of cases I deal with.

Candy takes out a small notebook and a pen. She starts to write down the number.

Turtle calls driver Ozzy. Ozzy quickly picks up.

Turtle: Alright Ozzy, we need a ride.

Ozzy: Oh, shit! (Gasps) Who're you? I ain't picked you up in awhile, fella!

Turtle: I know you drive a yellow taxi.

Ozzy : Yeah, I still got the fucking medallion!

Turtle: Good. We need you to take us somewhere.

Ozzy: Uh, where'd you want to go?

Turtle: Anywhere.

Ozzy : Hm. Well, don't got no fares for awhile. Don't want to risk getting a ticket so I'm just gonna...uh...I got some weed back at my place, if you're interested.

Turtle: Weed, huh?

Candy: No, I'm not interested.

Ozzy: Shit, I'm in a hurry now. You want a fare, it'll cost ya.

Turtle : Alright, deal. But, hurry.

Ozzy: Alrighty, then. I'll be there in a minute.

Turtle hangs up the phone.

Ozzy pulls up to the parking lot in his taxi. He quickly parks the car, opens taxicab door wallet, and honks.

Turtle : Alright, get in.

Candy, Tiny and rat get in the backseat of the cab while Turtle sits right beside the driver's seat as the taxi driver pulls away from the parking lot.

Turtle : Alright, Ozzy was just doing a little huffing and puffing. He's going to be with us for awhile.

The engine growls as cabby Ozzy stamps the pedal causing the car to accelerate quickly. And, the wheels screech as they turn on the road and the tires squeal as the car shoots down the streets.

The car drives around for awhile-- start to finish-- before it reaches Sam's house. It's really dark outside already. The streets are empty.

Turtle knocks on the gate. A man with a broom sweeping up the floor opens it. Behind him is a man in formal dress. He looks like the manager.