Plastic Sea (JA) — What's Left, Sayfa 33
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Metin dökümü
Panel 1: 掲げられたロカの右手のクロームの目が、薄暗い船倉を見回すクローズアップ。トフム：「明かりがない。機械もない。」「私はどれくらい眠っていた？」 Panel 2: ロカはガラクタの山を背にして後ずさりし、クロームの腕を体から遠ざけている。ロカ：「そんなの知るわけないだろ?!」 トフム：「うまくいったのか？」 Panel 3: 困惑したロカの顔のクローズアップ。ロカ：「何がうまくいったって？」 トフム：「人間はみんな死んだのか？」
Görsel açıklaması
ロカの掲げた右手のクロームの目が暗い船倉を見回し、うまくいったかと尋ねる。ガラクタの山を背にしたロカには、何のことかさっぱりわからない。
Bu bölüm hakkında
In the dark at the bottom of the sea, something is counting. On Candyreef, a candy-coloured island of floating trash, Roka wakes to a water bag in the face from his street crew, lifts breakfast from the old woman who would have fed him anyway, and tells the kid who follows him that he doesn't owe anybody. Then the gulls lift all at once, and a Maw eats half the island. A day and a night alone at sea later, the Garden Ship fishes him out and orders him to walk its treadwheels for fish heads. Roka is nobody's slave, so he goes looking for something to steal instead, and breaks into a barnacled case dredged from the seabed. The silver dust inside climbs into his arm and says hello. It is polite. It is curious. It wants every human dead. And it has just started counting again.