*You look for the next tape. It’s blue, so you go to the next red one and pick it up. It's a bit charred and dented. You read the title* [b]Nµmßer 33Ø[/b] *You put it in and play. There is some static but after a few seconds you see Sumpig in his lab. The footage is a bit grainy. Probably the damage to the tape. His safety helmet is now a WWI German trench helmet. He waves.* Ohhh my. Test Three Thirty. Hey guys! After several months, I finally succeeded in teleporting live subjects! The projects almost finished, so close! Now I’m gonna personally test it! *He goes up to a platform and pulls out a remote* Now, with the power of this remote, I will be able to teleport EVERYWHERE!!! Now, where should I go... Paris sounds nice this time of year! Okay. Let's go to Paris! *Sumpig pushes some buttons on the remote Nothing happens…* Huh, thats strange… Wonder what’s wrong with the ATMM. It was working a week ago. *He pushes the button again, and the remote seems to make noises, but no teleportation...* That's weird. One moment guys. *He walks to the back of the lab and opens up a panel. Inside is a room where the ATMM resides. It's humming softly.* Is it heating up? I swear I had coolants. *He hits a few pipes* Huh. They're off... Did I pay rent? *He turns around to get out. Suddenly* BOOOOOM!!! *A great explosion shakes the camera, making it fall to the ground, and cracking the lens. Sumpig is nowhere to be seen. Smoke fills the room and the fire alarms sound. Sprinklers turn on and all you can hear is the crackling of fire accompanied by the showering of water. No one's making a noise. The screen goes static… then black...*