That’s… actually a very good question.
I didn’t follow him home.
But I do remember the park where we met; maybe he goes there frequently?
Sounds like a plan. Maybe we should go and check that park.
The man with long straight-up candle hair!
He said he had “Sissel” at home, and well
That’s your name
Maybe he’s your caretaker?
Yes, maybe… but I don’t remember where he lives.
So how to find his home?
You never told me about that part of your life, Sis.
I guess we hit a dead end…
—Wait, I think I heard your name from someone else.
But I can’t put my finger on it…
It was a man, that’s for sure.
…hm… two man talked to me today. They looked alike. And familiar.
They had… yellow hair.
Ouch. That is sad.
I could take you to them, but I don’t even know what help that would be.
I don’t know… maybe I should go back to them?
But… where is back? Who is my family? I hardly remember…
That can’t be good. If that is the case, then your body is maybe in the depths of the junk yard. And I don’t even know how many junk yards you got! But it was surely the nearest one.
Or maybe some crazy goon got your body.
Why don’t you get any other cat’s?
Other than me, that is. Hehe!
…I usually… don’t live on the streets.
I… have a family. I stayed with them. I just… wandered around to investigate my surrounding.
[The white cat seats for a brief moment, just to scratch his ear.]
Well, if you want my opinion, I guess the humans threw it in the trash. Maybe its on these cans over here? Unless they picked them up already…
I don’t think my body is there… I can’t see it.
[It was strange. Even if he didn’t remember why he should be able to see it, he knew that there was something at his body that made him visible for him. Also the color of the world around him changed. Everything… is blue. And he was able to see the core of the things around him.]
[Babbage took Sissel to the place where he thought he saw him sleeping. Careful not to suffer the same fate, he tried to stay away from the middle of the road. He knew the place was right because of the particular pair of garbage boxes, but Sissel’s body wasn’t there anymore.]
I might be new here; but I’m pretty sure it was here…I think.
[He waited in the collar until the reached the place where Sissel’s body should be - but it isn’t there. The soul of the black cat stayed at the collar, because he knew, searching the surrounding wouldn’t help to find his body.]
I thought ghost could appear wherever they wanted? Death sure sounds less appealing with those restrictions!
Well, whatever, hop on.
Off to the “crime scene”!
[Sissel jumped on the collar of the white cat, hoping that they would find his body soon.]
That’s because it isn’t.
No wonder something smelled fishy about sleeping in the middle of the street.
Hey, maybe you’re body’s still there.
…can I jump on your collar? I just can move by possessing things right now.
But I don’t think you can get it back.
You look dead.
Dead people stay dead!
Same for cats
…that doesn’t sound good.
Hey, I just got a super smart idea.
Why don’t you cheat
and get back into your body?
or is it rott?
Maybe you can posess another cat!
…I don’t know what my body is. Or where it is.
Maybe this is what I lost…?
Gee—well, no offense, but you kinda were.
We can still be friends, tho, right?
Just don’t go into the light!
…don’t worry. I don’t see any light.
But being friends sounds nice, yes… thank you.
You mean to tell me we don’t have nine lives?
What do you mean…?
The hell’s wrong with you?
And why aren’t you in your body?
…my body? What do you mean?