Crumb Trail — The Rising Tide, Page 8
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Page 8. A low-angle panel looking up at Momo perched on high. She is balanced up on the seat of the battered folding metal chair for 'high ground', clutching her oversized magnifying glass to her chest and peering warily down at the floor, chin lifted. Below her sits the small puddle of clear water. MOMO: 'To high ground. I will not be swept away.'
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Low-angle view of the chibi girl in the yellow coat balanced up on the seat of the folding metal chair for 'high ground', clutching her magnifying glass to her chest and peering warily down at a small puddle of clear water on the floor.
About this chapter
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.