Atlantis: Milo's Return Page #2

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Thing off my back

while I look for Milo.

This is Milo.

We're on back-up batteries,

sinking fast, no propulsion.

- We have a major leak...

- Leaks.

Leaks. And the view port is cracking.

If the ballast valves

aren't blocked,

you can flush the water

by rerouting the pressure tubes and...

Audrey, we are up

to our rear ends in water.

It's no time for how-to books.

Okay, okay. We're coming.

- Jeez.

- Well, you'd better hurry 'cause...

We're about to hit

an undersea mountain.

That is not a mountain.

Audrey!

Got you covered, Milo.

Watch your right dive plane.

No problem.

Where's the Kraken?

It has disappeared.

At least it was not Atlantean.

Somehow, that doesn't make me

feel any safer.

The creature

buckled hull plates fore and aft.

We'll be lucky to get to the port

for repairs.

I'll send a launch for you.

Don't worry about us, Captain.

Just take care of the Atlantean.

There's a fishing village

to the northeast.

We'll be there when you finish repairs.

Whoa! That's your sub pod.

That's not coming out of my pay check.

Okay, let's get to shore

as soon as we can.

What's the matter, Vinny, afraid to play

patty-cake with the sea monster? Ooh!

No. I don't mind a little patty-cake.

But I really don't wanna be here

when the bombs on that sub pod

hit bottom.

I guess fishing hasn't been

too good lately, huh?

That is not surprising.

No doubt that tentacled-demon

devoured the local fish stocks long ago.

Then why is it still here?

Because it doesn't eat fish anymore.

Maybe that's why they built

the village on the cliffs.

You don't want that thing

showing up for dinner.

Not real friendly, are they?

Ew! What is that smell?

It's like rotting fish.

Why do you accuse such a thing?

I have bathed. Recently.

No appreciation for fine cologne.

Easy, Mole. She's upwind of you.

I'd say it's more likely

we're smelling all this mildew.

Everything is wet from the fog.

But you do need a bath.

Look at that.

Interesting way

of attracting tourists.

Milo, we got company.

I am Edgar Volgud,

the magistrate of this town.

What is your business here?

Nice to meet you.

My name is Milo Thatch.

I doubt there is anything in Krakenstadt

that concerns you.

And what about your town pet

that nearly sank our ship?

Your ship will be repaired

at the shipyards of Trondheim.

You should leave soon.

The roads are treacherous after dark.

I'm sure they can

start repairs without us.

We thought we'd stick around

a while and enjoy the scenery.

Trondheim has excellent views.

All the same, we'll stay.

Miss Allyson is the innkeeper here.

She'll give you rooms for the night.

A driver will take you

to Trondheim tomorrow.

I've seen that fellow before someplace.

I think under a rock.

Reminds me of a leech, a worm.

A, kind of, salamanderish...

Obby, no!

He was born in molten rock.

Wasn't Volgud that statue guy?

That would make him

even older than he looks,

which I gotta say is pretty darn old.

They say he made a deal

with the devil to live forever.

But forgot to ask for eternal youth.

This will drive the fog from your bones.

- Thank you.

- Merci, mademoiselle.

Thank you, Miss Allyson?

Inger. There is a darkness

around Edgar Volgud

and that shadow has dimmed

all that was happy here.

We would leave,

but this inn is all we have.

It is no place for me

to raise my little one.

Things will not change here

until its power is broken.

"Its"? You mean Volgud's?

Or the sea monster's?

I will prepare rooms for you.

But do not cross Edgar Volgud.

And leave as soon as you can.

They gotta work

on their tourist industry.

Come on. Just follow his lantern.

- Where is that coming from?

- What is it?

It is not of this Earth.

No. That's a bird.

A very big gooney bird.

Or a puffin...

...with a very upset stomach.

No, it's voices.

I can't make out what they're...

- Where's Volgud?

- His light is gone.

We could be walking in circles.

We'd better head back to the village.

And which way would that be?

Over there. Head for the lights

before the fog closes in again.

Just a moment. Listen to the gravel.

- Not now, Mole.

- But this is decomposed granite

which would mean we are

headed for the cliff.

Oh!

Audrey!

I'm okay.

For now.

Be careful, Milo.

I'm climbing down to you, Audrey.

Stay where you are.

Here I was, all set to take a walk.

Audrey, keep talking to me.

I said, "Thank you very much

for leading us off a cliff."

Hey, I was heading toward the village...

Lights?

I guess there's more going on here

than sea monsters.

Oh, great.

Somebody's doin' hocus-pocus.

I hate hocus-pocus.

I can't reach.

- I'll have to jump.

- Don't jump.

- I'll climb down.

- There's no room. I have to jump.

Audrey, I'm the team leader,

and I order you not to jump.

Oh, that's it!

See?

Audrey!

You see, you cannot live without me.

Gather the possessions

of the strangers and burn them.

What's the matter, Volgud?

You think we've got fleas?

Gee. You seem surprised to see us.

Definitely worm or leech.

Salamanders are too cute.

We'd like to hear more about

Volgud's deal with the devil.

It is an old wives' story,

a folk tale, nothing more.

Inger, we want to help.

Lives have been taken at sea,

and I suspect in this town.

I would love to let my little one

play outside again.

Long ago, the fish left the sea.

The town was in danger of dying.

A bargain was struck.

The souls of the people

for the life of the town.

- The Kraken?

- Sometimes known as the "devil fish."

The town is provided for,

but no one can leave.

And the sun has not shone since.

Folklore or not,

there is a connection

between the Kraken and this town.

Volgud hands out food

and supplies from somewhere.

Maybe a hidden cave?

I could search.

Would make a very nice boom.

Ha! The answer is

staring at you right in the face.

Regard how an igneous boulder

has been futilely disguised

as sedimentary rock.

They might as well paint a road sign.

They look exactly the same to me.

Yeah, but you weren't

raised by naked mole rats.

That would explain so much.

This is all from the sunken freighter.

There's Volgud.

- Volgud is controlling the Kraken.

- How?

Table scraps

and a rolled-up newspaper?

He's not using table scraps.

It's some sort of mental power.

Look at the workers.

They look hypnotized.

I think he uses that power

to enslave the creature,

telling it what ships to attack.

If we can rattle Volgud's concentration,

he'll lose control over the Kraken.

Tickling will be good.

Nobody can concentrate

when they're being tickled.

Or a bomb.

A bomb is a very good distraction.

Shh!

Wait. Where's Audrey?

Sacrebleu!

Get Audrey. I'll distract him.

What? But he's unconscious.

It should go away.

Audrey!

Okay, now we try Plan B. Plan Bomb.

No. Not at the creature. At the ceiling.

How about picking the target

before I light the dynamite, huh?

Get to the sub pods. We have to

stop the Kraken from getting out.

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