With a satisfying crunch, Dr Todorov’s fantastical flying hanger, slams backward into the brightly painted, wooden bow of the incongruous Paddle steamer.
The Lemon Lemming grunts as he uses the momentum of the impact to enhance his leap from the tail of the ‘Beluga’ to the top set of deck rails of the decorative ship.
Ignoring the screams of the panicking passengers, the yellow masked mystery man, smashes through the ornate glass doors, just in time to see the white clad ninjas swarming toward the Doolally Lama and his entourage.
A quick look around does nothing to help the situation. The inside of the ‘boat’ is in complete contrast to the outside. A massive room with private booths surrounds a small stage area and ‘tranquil’ water feature.
The White ninjas are moments away from their target and he is a boat length away on the other side of a sheer drop.
Suddenly the Lemon Lemming notices the crystal chandelier hanging between them.
Could he make the leap?
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