Loraine got out of her car the next morning and shuffled up the stairs to the police station, yawning. She opened the door and headed towards her office on the first floor. But already on the stairs she was stopped by her partner.


"There you are at last, the witness is already there, are you coming with me?" asked the blonde cheerfully.


'Shit how can you be in such a good mood so early? It's disgusting. '"Give me ten minutes, okay?" she said annoyed. "I'll come down then."


“It's fine.” He went downstairs and she dragged herself up the stairs. Her colleagues avoided her in the hallway, she was known for her morning mood. She passed the coffee machine, filled her cup, and took another chocolate bar from the machine. In the office, she dropped her bag and sat down in her chair. 'Why am I so tired all the time?' she sighed and choked down the far too strong coffee. 'If Steve puzzles me all day, I'll kill him.'She turned on her phone, bit him the latch on the side, and went through the list of missed calls. 'Oh, the guys from the lab. 'She looked at the clock. 'Later', oh no, Jason. (her ex (HIHI)) How dare he call here? 'Again she felt the need to pulverize someone. Loraine grinned at the thought and cleared the list. She got up, finished her coffee, threw away the bitten candy bar and made her way downstairs.


In the hallway she heard someone shouting after her, "Miss Davison! Please wait." Loraine stopped but didn't turn around. 'Oh no, McKellar.' she rolled her eyes.


"I have something from the forensic agent for her." Now turned and he gave her a small transparent bag.


"What's this?"


"A piece of the clothes our stranger wore."


"And what is with this?" she turned it a little and took a closer look, it was orange and there was still ash, blood and sand on it."What am I supposed to do with it now?"


"I thought you'd be interested ..." he turned it again and pointed at it. "The man apparently had a character on his shirt. We're jigsaw puzzle what we found, but some pieces are missing. The lab puzzles aren't sure yet, but it's probably Japanese."


"Do you already know what it means?" she asked, now with evident interest.


"No, the Asia expert is sick."


'What kind of shop is this? '"Great. Okay, give it to me and take a picture of the assembled pieces. I know someone who might know."


“It's good.” McKellar gave her the bag and walked away. "Hmm." She did, looked at the scrap of cloth again, put it in her pocket, and headed for Steve's office. She knocked briefly on the door and went in without waiting for an answer. Steve was sitting at his desk, and across from him was a single-stemmed man in a lumberjack shirt, in his mid-thirties, she estimated.

"Ah, finally. Mister O'Leary, this is my partner Loraine Davision, we are investigating the case together."


"Pleased to meet you." He shook hands and she sat in an empty chair.


"Uh ... where were we, uh oh, yes ............, yes, you were on your way to the capital?"


"I was on my way home, had just finished my tour and wanted to take the truck away."


"Have you noticed anything suspiciously before?"


"Yes, half an hour before I noticed a person on the horizon.


"A glow?"


"Yeah, I thought it was fireworks at first, but it looked more like giant fireballs."


“I beg your pardon?” Loraine stared at him.


"I know it sounds stupid, but it was like a science fiction movie. And every glow was followed by a shock."


"You felt tremors even though you were half an hour from the scene? How long did it last?"


"After about twenty minutes it was like nothing had happened.I tried to let you know beforehand, but by the time my radio and cell phone were going crazy. And the radio didn't work either. Nothing happened anymore. "


"How did you find the man? You didn't move him, did you?"


"No, uh, he was kneeling in the middle of the street."


“He ... knelt?” Steven and Loraine looked at O'Leary in disbelief, and confused. "He was conscious when you found him?"


"Yes, but I already told you that yesterday." Loraine glared at her partner, who blushed slightly.


"Oh yes ?!" 'That doesn't exist! How can you forget something like that? '"Have you spoken to him?"


"Yeah, but he was talking weird stuff. He always said it had to go, and he'd 'done the bastard." Sounded like he'd killed someone. "He kept talking and telling the police about the cloud."


"You want to tell me that he called a cloud and that it came too? Please."

"No, I'm not lying! He even had a name for her, uh ji ... ju, I don't remember, but it was something with 'J'. I really saw her! She was floating right next to me!"


"Aha." Loraine rolled her eyes in annoyance, 'Sure, and pigs fly.'


Half an hour later they released O'Leary. He left the office and left the two officers alone.


"What do you think about?" asked Steve.


"I don't know. He actually made a pretty believable impression, but his story with the cloud was very far-fetched. And that the tremors should have been felt so far? The craters were too small for that. Somehow, none of this fits together. What was so incredibly important last night that I absolutely had to see it? "


"Oh yes ... we found a tuft of hair, it was not torn out, but was cut cleanly, like with a pair of scissors or a sharp knife ..."

"And is there anything special about the hair?"


“Yes, they are a very strange color, a very light blonde, but they looked very strange. And since our stranger has black hair, they must be from someone who was also at the crime scene. I gave them to the laboratory and they got them compared to all the genetic material we found. Blood, hair and abrasions ... and now hold on tight: the hair comes from our stranger! "


"What? Good, but don't you think it could have been a colored strand? And then it was cut off?"


"Yes, I thought so too, but the lab say the hair wasn't dyed. They couldn't find any trace of hair color."


“But that's impossible!” Loraine shook her head, “How is that supposed to work?


"Don't ask me. Somehow the case becomes very curious.


"Oh yeah."


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"And how do we get back?" asked SonGohan.

"When the 28 days are up, I'll get you back automatically."


"What if something forces us to leave earlier?"


"No chance. Even the world of the Kaioshins is not close enough to the dimension that I could hear you. You have to wait then." The old Kaioshin shrugged his shoulders. "I can't do anything about that. Are you finished?"


"Wait!" came a familiar voice to them. "I have something important to tell you!"


"Master Kaio!" exclaimed SonGohan, delighted. "Have you heard from my father?"


"No, unfortunately not, but I have bad news for you: Culen is dead."


"Huh? Who is that supposed to be?" Trunks asked confused. The others looked at each other blankly. Nobody knew who Kaio was talking about.


"I beg your pardon?!!" shouted the Kaioshin and Kaiobito (?) grabbed at the same time. "How do you know that? Nobody knew where he was!"


"Well, he appeared in the afterlife a few hours ago. An unknown warrior killed him."

"How can that be?" the Kaioshin shook his head. "I thought they gave him immortality. And where is the gate?"


"He didn't age, but he could very well die. The gate was stolen."


"No! That can't be true !!"


"Stop now!" Vegeta roughly grabbed the Kaioshin by the arm. "Can you two idiots explain what's going on here ?!"


"It's okay, you don't have to be physical!" The Kaioshin tried in vain to free himself from his grip, but then Vegeta let go.


"What's now?"


"Calm down. Well, Culen was the keeper of Celene's Gate. He saved it a long time ago from Darien, a dark magician who wanted to usurp the rule of the universe. Culen destroyed Darien, we were given immortality in thanks, and the task of keeping the gate safe from evil until today The gate was created by Celene and it gives one the ability to travel through the dimensions.But she realized that if it got into the wrong hands, it was able to destroy the universe. She wanted to destroy it again, but was then killed by Darien and he took the gate for himself. And apparently someone discovered Culen's whereabouts and defeated him. "


Goten rolled his eyes. "Oh man, why are we always being given this crap?"


"What does the gate actually look like?" asked Trunks.


"It's a little red stone that in turn opens the portal to the dimensions. But few can use it and open it with no problem, including Darien, Culen and the warrior SonGoku followed. How they know I can't." say."


Piccolo growled grimly. "What confuses me most about the whole thing: How did SonGoku know all this? After all, he was with Master Quince before, which means he has prepared for the fight. So he knew exactly when and where the warrior would appear. But WHO has told him, and why didn't he let us in? "

"I don't know. But that doesn't matter now. You have to get him now. And the gate. If the warrior is still alive and you are fighting him, I have one more request: Please try not to destroy too much. Changes in one dimension, can have serious consequences for the other. Therefore, you have to hurry. "


“Good!” SonGohan clenched his fists. "Then let's get out of here !!"