AUTHOR'S NOTE: Yet another one of my (in)famous sequels, and another fanfic based on a computer game. This time, it's based on the game "Lost in the City: Post Scriptum." But my warped imagination takes over on quite a bit of it. In any case, The Impossibles and Big D belong to Hanna-Barbera. Anyone else you encounter (as well as the familial relationship between Fluid Man and Big D) belongs to me, though there are a couple of characters that belong to LITC:PS.

It was a routine day at the Secret Security Headquarters. Phyllis was at her typewriter, typing out some reports, when the door opened. It was Danalleah, and she was holding a box, looking a bit uncertain.

"Hi, Danalleah," Phyllis said. "What's the matter?"

"I don't know, exactly," Danalleah said. "We just got this box for the chief down in the mail room. I don't know who it's from, but I can sense vibrations from it."

"Vibrations?"

"It's a witch thing. Do you think you could give it to the chief for me?"

"Sure."

Phyllis understood why Danalleah didn't want to give it to Big D herself, and that was because Danalleah knew Big D wasn't too crazy about her, mostly because her mother was a convicted criminal.

In any case, Phyllis took the box, walked over to the chief's office door, and knocked.

"It's me, chief," she said. "Danalleah was just here, dropping off a package for you."

"Come in," Big D said. Phyllis opened the door, and walked in.

"She said she was feeling vibrations from it," she said, putting the package on the desk. "But I don't feel anything at all."

"I see," Big D said, taking a pair of scissors out of the desk drawer. "Probably her supernatural intuition. There's only one way to find out what's in here."

Big D stuck one edge of the scissors into the top of the box, in order to open it. Once he got it open, he took out what looked like a crystal ball. He put it on his desk and groaned.

"What's the matter, Big D?" Phyllis asked.

"Get Critch in here immediately," Big D said, sounding a bit agitated.

"Yes, sir," Phyllis said. She left the office, and immediately went across the hall to the agency's PA system.

"Attention, please," she said. "Would Danalleah Critch please report to Big D's office. Repeat, Danalleah Critch, report to Big D's office right away."

By this time, Danalleah was in the mail room, with Shawn, FG, and the Impossibles. They had been going through not only the agency's mail, but the singing Impossibles' fan mail.

"I wonder what the chief wants to see me for?" Danalleah asked, nervously.

"It's probably nothing," Fluey said, shrugging. "You want me to go with you?"

"You don't mind, do you?"

"No, I don't mind."

Danalleah smiled, and she and Fluey went to the elevator. She always felt a little nervous whenever Big D called her into his office. The two of them reached the top floor of the building, and walked into Big D's outer office.

"Hiya, sis," Fluey said to Phyllis. "The chief said he wanted to see Dani, right?"

"Right," Phyllis said. "But what are you doing up here?"

"Moral support," Fluey said, shrugging.

"Right," Phyllis said. Then she pushed a button on her intercom. "Chief, Danalleah's here now."

"All right," Big D said. "Send her in."

"I find it fair to warn you two, he's not in a very good mood," Phyllis said.

"Is he ever?" Fluey asked.

Phyllis gave her brother a swat for that crack. Fluey just shrugged, and he and Danalleah went into Big D's office.

"You wanted to see me, chief?" Danalleah asked, and she started wringing her hands.

"I did," Big D said. He pushed the box toward her. "Look inside this box, if you please."

"It's just a crystal ball, chief," Fluey said, shrugging, as Danalleah took the ball out of the box.

"I know," Big D said, glaring at Danalleah. "Is this supposed to be your idea of a joke?"

"A joke?" Danalleah asked. "What do you mean?"

"This is exactly like the sphere I was given by the Russian Underground," Big D said.

"Ugh, chief, please, don't ever mention that name to me!" Fluey shouted. "I still have nightmares over that one!"

"You and me both," Big D said.

"Honest, Big D," Danalleah said. "I wouldn't joke about something like that! Why would you think I would?"

"Your tricky witch mother, for one thing," Big D said, taking the crystal ball back. "That, and your claim to feel vibrations from it, considering that's what you said when I gave you the original sphere."

"But I told you, the vibrations can only be felt by the supernatural," Danalleah said.

"Think maybe you can put that thing away, chief?" Fluey asked, staring at the crystal ball. "I'm getting this uneasy feeling looking at it."

"Are you just saying that to protect your girlfriend?" Big D asked.

"No, Big D," Fluey said. "Seriously, that thing's making me nervous."

Big D knew Fluey had somewhat of an inner sense of danger, though it didn't always flare up. Big D sighed, and put the crystal ball back into the box.

"In any case, chief," Fluey went on, "why would Dani pull a practical joke like that on you? Why would she pull any kind of practical joke on you?"

"Yeah, that's Mother's style, not mine," Danalleah said. "In any case, you remember I was a nervous wreck during that incident."

"Yes, that's true," Big D said, somewhat thoughtfully.

"You think maybe someone from the RU sent it?" Fluey asked.

"I doubt it," Big D said. "The organization disbanded after their leader was murdered."

"Then who sent it?" Fluey asked.

"Obviously someone with a sick sense of humor," Big D said.

"Probably," Fluey said. "But I don't think it was fair to accuse Dani in the first place, chief."

"You're right, Fluid," Big D said. "I apologize, Ms. Critch."

"That's okay," Danalleah said. "I know Mother's reputation, and I know it doesn't make me look good in your book, Big D."

"You two may go, now," Big D said. "I need to do some thinking on this."

Fluey and Danalleah nodded, and left the office. Big D took the crystal ball back out of the box, and looked at it. He was about to throw it into the trashcan, when it began to glow, and something began to move inside of it. Big D stared at it, and saw words being formed.

You can't run from your future

Almost immediately after reading it, the message disappeared, and the ball stopped glowing. Big D just stared at it for a moment or so. Then he shook his head to regain his composure, opened his wall safe, and stuck the ball inside.

"There's no possible way," he said to himself. "It's just not possible for that sphere to have regenerated itself. It's just not possible!"