After a fruitless search, you regroup with Miranda, and you
realize that neither of you have found anything.

You look at your watch, and also figure out that you've run
out of time- the Scribblings have become permanent.

Depressed, and feeling it was somehow your fault, you go
back to the Police Academy for another year.

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So close, yet so far. Oh well. Bye-e!

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