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Crumb Trail — The Rising Tide, Page 2

By Suha · Published

Low-angle view of the chibi girl in the mustard-yellow coat and red scarf, holding her magnifying glass in one hand and flinging the other arm out to point, her coat flaring behind her like a cape as she scowls with conviction. A small puddle of clear water sits on the floorboards below.

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Page 2. A low-angle panel looking up at Momo for maximum tiny drama. She holds her magnifying glass upright in one hand and flings the other arm out to point, her oversized coat flaring behind her like a cape, chin lifted as her theory snaps into place. On the wooden floorboards below sits the small puddle of clear water. MOMO: 'A rising tide. It means to drown us.'

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Low-angle view of the chibi girl in the mustard-yellow coat and red scarf, holding her magnifying glass in one hand and flinging the other arm out to point, her coat flaring behind her like a cape as she scowls with conviction. A small puddle of clear water sits on the floorboards below.

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A small puddle spreads across the Tiny Case Agency floorboards, and Momo is certain the agency is under siege by a rising flood — an intruder who crept in at dawn with dripping boots, water meaning to drown them out. She wrings out her own soaked coat hem as evidence, climbs to 'high ground' on the folding chair, and finally tracks the tide to its source in the corner. Ganta tells her on page five that the fridge is open. She hushes him, follows the drips herself, flings the mini-fridge door wide to confront the intruder — and a cold drip lands on her nose. Unable to admit she left it ajar, she shoves the door shut, declares the breach sealed and the tide turned, and falls asleep. Ganta delivers the verdict once she is out: she left it open.