Often when one is asleep, there is something in consciousness which declares that what then presents itself is but a dream

Captain Urkimar stares at Helm on her knees after the sudden disappearance of Maria. He doesn't know what to do, he wants to feel symphony for his friend, that friend always there to keep him from harm, he wants to feel guilt for Maria's disappearance, he should be the one exiting first, but no, he couldn't, he doesn't want er well he is on guard duty, he must keep the monsters away...

Wait, the monsters, why do they fear him, he looks quite harmless, the monsters would at least try to attack. There is something more to it.

Captain Urkimar tries to look away. Helm wasn't making things looking better. It wasn't symphony or the guilt making things unpleasant. It was the lack of them.

I͙͍̗t ̧̭͕̻̬̝̩m̶̯̭u̫̙̙̩̝s̶̖͍͚̺̮t̞̤̰̙ ̩ẹ͚n̸̜͎̪̝d͍͔̬͖̯.̪͇͖.̡̰̜̼͕̼̲͎.̴̫̻͕̺̪̻ͅ


Urkey Kong looks at Boone, that Boone, he is a wonder. He is no ordinary monkey. Maybe he can cheer things up by sharing some of his bananas with him. They love bananas after all.

Then there he is...

In his hands

Burke? Is he? or is it?

What is it supposed to be? It looks like a monkey and something else. A rabbit?

This sounds strange, he hasn't seen such animal in the jungle. He goes to Boone and starts to ask about this thing of curiosity.


Urkbunny? You and a rabbit having this thing? What happened to mama? Mama never abandons her babies.

Then that feeling came... Abandonment? No no no...

Urkey Kong looks at Burke's eyes. It doesn't have its father's eyes that's for sure. They look pitch black with green pupils...



Urkey Kong doesn't want to look more. His being begins to twist.

T̪̱ͅh̲͢e͏̟̲͙͓̦̜̜re͚ ̭̭̹̺͡i͝s͚̖͎̫̠͝ n҉̠͚̥̭ͅͅo̤ ͈̤̝͎̱̯e̛̲̰̰͔s͏c̞͈̮̭̣͇͟ͅap̭̪ͅḙ̳̞̮̖̲̳̕.̥͈̭.͉͙͖̫͖͝.̹

Mr. Urk and Watch walks over to Rita in his limited animation fashion. Pulls out a bell and shakes it to get her attention, and turns into a giant squid.

He is very attracted to Rita, she does look pleasant and cheerful, but why?

Rita looks backs and smiles. There were something different about her smile. It looks artificial. Usually Rita would go crazy with giant squids, but she looks more...

depressed...

Rita has gone through a lot being in a family of no good royalty, but despite her past she is still optimistic.

But wait, there are more attractive people than Rita, like 2 dimension flat women. Wait... Is it her or.... her depression that attracts him? No no no...

Mr. Urk and Watch turns around, he must get away from Rita. He wants to care for her somehow but running away like this doesn't help and... deep inside... he doesn't care.

Y̡͈͓o̟̻ụ ̡͉͎̣̳s̗͕͕̠̜̹t̵̻r̝̲̻̯u̦̞͔͙͔͠g̘̳͙̭͝g͚̥̥l̼̠̟ḛ̢̼̩ i̹̹̲̠͔̖̩n̞̬̪̖̤ ̳̱͕͈̲̙f̝͙̥u̹͙͚t͈̻̕i̻̮̖͇͕̼͡l͕ì̩̻͎t͖̝̹̲̮̖̙y̺̙.̸͙͔̥͍

Linurk comes up to Eleanor. Eleanor was the strongest person he has even seen. She went through a lot, even died twice. She was the person to look to in these times. She never got her hopes down. Linurk wonders what would make a person keep going. Was it her determination?

Was it her rage?

Wait, rage? She acted angry all the time. Is she full of... rage?

Suddenly Linurk doesn't want to be with Eleanor anymore.

W̻̭̙̹͚͉͘h͚̤͠e͚͎̣͝ͅn ̹̪͈̪̞̕I̞̰͔̟̼̙ͅ ḁw̦͞a̶̘͈͇̪̖͚k̼͙̙̲͈̪̬͜e̻̥̭n̠̖̹̜͙͕,̤͘ ͎̳͓̬d̘͈̤̝̬a̸̯͍͎̦r̜̞̥̻͙͚̣k̠̼̘̘n͇͎͚̤͡é̼s̜̼̭̱̳s͈̰̤͚̺̰͈͘ w̸i̴̤͉̫̤̙l̘͇̮̤̩l͙͓͍̠͜ ͍͙̻̠̜͍͇͘fa̢̳̠͙l͉͡ḻ̻͉̣͍ͅͅ!̥̟̳͙̝̗̲

Meturk Knight looks at Walton.

Walton... he hasn't been himself lately. He has lost all hope as it seems...

What has come to him? Has he gone mad?

Has he gone mad because of the voice?

Y̪͜o͙̱͍͖̯̖͕͜u ̘̜̲̱͇̼ͅa̭̗̜̗͠r̷̭͉͖̤͔͙e̷̗͍̘̩͔̗̣ ̧̤̪̰n͏̣͎̖o̼͔̙̬͕̮̻t͘ ͙̦̹̰͚ỳ̲o̝̲̹u̟̣̰̼̼͙̥r̤̠̤̙̥ ̸̟o͇͉̻͍̼͡ẃ̪̳̬͓n͔.̬̞̦̜

No, the voice... THE VOICE... IT GROWS STRONGER!!!

P̻͇̩̗̣͠ͅa҉̣̝̜t͕̲̝̪͕h̟e̱̥͞t̶̲̘̠i̖͓̝̳̯̤c.̳̯͇͔ͅ.̺̤͖.̬̙̻͕̪


W͍̫̗͚̖̲̕h̢̥̲̰͖̫a̰̦̹͈̮t͓̬͇̺ ̲͖͔̭a̷̱r̸͍̤͉̩̺e̱̲͜ ̡̖̱̺̻̦̳̫y̧̻̭̮͙̦o͓̟̬̺͎͕u̟ ̥͎̬t̰̘̩̞͙̗r̶̺̲̲̞͖̹y̦̩̯̻͕̕in̺̭̪̮̟͠g͓̰̠͎̳͞ t̙̼̲̰͍o͈̗͚ ̤̜̟̹̕ͅͅd̹̺̩̻̼͡o̰̰͙̲͍͜?҉͍


R̬̞̼̀u̬̠̣̞̯͟n͈͓̱̲̘ ̭̩͔͇a͇way̧̮͍̺ ͕͙̻̦f̘̰̣͎͍̪r̺̥͖̠̩̟͟ͅo̲͎ͅm̼͈ ̵͉̟y̜̟͍͚̝͎̮o̷̹̠̺̤ṷ̻r̠͉̣̪̣̬s͈e͙͔͕l̮̳͎͉̮̪f̟͍̕?̧̭͕̜̟͉̥̫

G̺͈̮̪̩̮o͓͕̮ ҉̰l̟̖͎̞o͝o̘͎̤ͅk ̷͖̣̙a̠̤͇͟ṱ ̫̞̥͔̮̠͢ͅy̖̪̬̝͘ơ͉̭͎ụ̬͎͎r̶s̨̘̩̫e̱̗͖̣ͅl̨͚f̪̭̬͇̝̪ a̱͎̣̻ͅț͚͖̫̻̹̫ t̥̹̲̩̩͢h̟̲̲̪̯̜e͏̱ ̖̺͍̤̳̰͠ͅr̗͈̹̙̺ͅef͚̮̞͠l̟̝̲̹e͎̭̳̼̞c̷̳t̷̜̻̦̙̤͙í̲̱o̡n̞.̱̘̝͞


L̘͔̙e̻͔̫͓̙t͍̙̦'̹̀s̝̮ ̤̙̹̩͔͓̜s̥̯̳̗̤̭͕e҉͓ͅe̖͜ ͎̰̠̼į̖̼͇̻f̼͉͎͍ͅ ̻͈̥͉͈̖y̪͡ọ̶ṵ̗̱ ͙̹̖̝͚̼̝̀ca̲̣̱̜̳͘n̼ ͙̹́h̢̦͖̪a̭̝̦̦n̡̬̤͔dl͕̠̺̯̖̤̣e̞̣̣̬͓ ̮͔̜̹͟t͙̟͈h͓̺̺e ͉̤̟̰͖t̴̤̱r̼̞u̖̘͚̬̬̯͜t͚h͔͈̺͇̠̪̝.͠



Urk slowly crawls to a puddle of water.

He sees no Dr. Urkenstein

He sees no Captain Blackurk

He sees no Wilurk

No Wilturk, no Urkanus, no Magic Urk Ball.

He was formless...

T͓̥̩h͖̥̬̱̤ey̵͈͓̣̰̙̥ s͙̻̞͝a̪͖̲͚̟̲̰̕y̰̘̹̦̼͜ ̝͉̣̝̜̭t̛̜ḥ̱̥̼̰͈a͇͈̯͍͍̪ͅt̗̣̣͕͍̗̺͝ ̘̜̤̰̝̹ͅṯ͚̻̮̪̲̫h͈͍͔̤̬̣͠e̺ ̰̦͉̮̺t͕̜̗r̮̘̤̖̱̖̤u̸̖̻̬t̲̬͚͓̰͓h̡̟̦̬̘͓̰ ̮̘̠̝͎͈ͅs͉̗̲͔͝e̶̻̙̖͎ͅt̯̝̘s̱͞ y̸̱ͅo͈̘̮̤̝u͜

"free..." Urk says to himself in a now distorted voice with a sinister "smile".

"WE HAVE RETURNED WE HAVE AWAKENED!"

Urk is no more than a shell now. He is nothing...

"EVERYTHING IS NOTHING AND NOTHING IS US"

It looks around its surroundings.

Its "friends"...

They are nothing to it now. They did help find its true self. Maybe one last time. It senses danger near. It stares at Rita. The void awaits.

"Come on everybody! All is not lost yet!" says "Urk" happily in a disguise of a clown.