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Mainframe. My format, Guardian.

To mend and defend.

To defend my newfound friends, their hopes and dreams.

To defend them from their enemies.

They say the user lives outside the net and inputs games for pleasure.

No one knows for sure, but I intend to find out.

Reboot!

Garbage in, garbage out.

Isn't that right, Al?

What?

Ew. What a...

have you been cooking?

What?

Join me for an energy shake?

Love to, sugar.

Cecil, two energy shakes, please.

What do you think I am, a waiter?

I will have you know that in Madame's absence, I am in charge of this

establishment.

And for your information, it is Cecil.

Is he always like that?

Always. So, what are you still doing in Mainframe?

Oh, I...

I'm tying up some loose ends, honey. You know, this and that.

This and that seems to keep you pretty busy.

Chief, it happened again. Another abduction on level 31.

This time it's Al's waiter.

What? If we're quick, we can get there before the reporters.

Whoa, guys.

What's this about abduction?

Bob, we could use your help.

Bob! Enzo, I'm talking... Bob, Doc's gone missing. We've tried everything.

There's no...

What?

That's right, Guardian.

Miss Brody, what are you doing here?

When Miss Matrix failed to pick up young Andrea and Ansel from school, I thought

it would be prudent to escort them home. What with the abductions and all.

Would someone tell me... What?

Abductions? We've had reports of sprites vanishing from level 31.

Yes, the latest being Al's waiter.

Excusez -moi.

But Madame was going to a meeting with Monsieur Al.

Mouse, you take Enzo and Andrea to the principal office.

I'm going to level 31.

What? No buts, Enzo. This is serious.

Miss Brody, could you look after the little darlings? I've got some

business to attend to.

I'm sure these fine gentlemen will escort you.

Excuse me. Be with you in a minute. I am rushed off my inline.

I don't need a table. I just want to ask you a few questions.

Okay, shoot.

A friend of mine, Dot Matrix, was supposed to meet Al here.

Have you seen her?

Well, Al was supposed to have a meeting with her, but she didn't show, okay? So,

like, that's right. Isn't it, Al?

What?

Sorry. That's all I can get out of him.

Well, can you tell me anything about the disappearances?

You ask a lot of questions, Guardian.

Who are you?

CGI Special Agent Fax Modem.

CGI Special Agent Data Nully. We couldn't help overhearing you. You're

for a missing person?

Yeah. Dot and Matrix have disappeared.

Do you know anything about it?

There's been a rash of disappearances in mainframe.

Fong sent us to investigate the most recent case.

Al's waiter.

You work for Fong?

We should talk.

Still recently, a normal run down wrong side of the tracks part of mainframe.

Now, sprites are calling them Street of Fear!

Turbo, come in. I'm back on level 31.

Looks like I found me another victim.

I can't accept that. Mouse is an old friend.

Bob, you've got to be reasonable about this.

All evidence points to Mouse. We have eyewitnesses who will testify to her

on or near the scene of each abduction.

Coincidence.

Tell them your theory, Modem.

Her fangs.

Yeah, so?

She's got fangs.

I suspect she's a web creature.

What? Oh, now this is ridiculous.

These aren't theories. These are delusions.

Listen, when I was just a little node, I saw my sister taken by a strange

creature.

It had fangs, just like mouse.

Excuse me, but is your partner completely random?

Not completely.

Okay, why didn't it take you two then?

I don't know.

I was reading comic bites in bed. When I peeked out from under the covers, I saw

something hovering over my sister.

Then I pointed my flashlight at it. And a moment later, it and my sister

were gone.

I'll never forget the noise it made.

I don't want to seem insensitive, but next you'll be telling me that you've

the user.

There is no user.

That's just induced mass psychosis engineered by the Guardians.

What? But what about the game?

Sent by the Guardians to promote the user myth.

Another conspiracy theory modem?

One of many.

So let me get this straight.

There's a web creature posing as mouse, loose in mainframe, abducting sprites.

For what purpose?

I haven't worked that out yet.

Okay, and Guardians are control freaks willing to sacrifice the very people

are sworn to protect by dropping games on them?

That's right. Tell me, did Fong interview you personally for this job?

think so.

Look, this isn't getting us anywhere.

What we need is a plan, not theories.

You remind me of somebody.

Hey, you guys, there's been another attack.

First on the scene, your reporter, Mike the TV.

We are here at the site of the latest in a series of terrible abductions. This

time, an innocent numeral, number five.

Tell the viewers in your own words what you saw.

Then I didn't see anything.

So there you have it. An invisible assailant. Or did I just interview the

person? You, the viewers, decide.

Okay, we're clear. That's a wrap.

Guys?

Hello?

This isn't funny, guys. Now, come on.

Guys?

But we haven't even been introduced.

Are

you

all right, Modem?

That's it.

That's the noise the creature made.

Quick, outside, now!

Hold it!

CGI!

Mouse!

What are you doing?

It's not what you think, Bob.

You've got to let me go.

You know I can't do that.

Don't make me do this, Mountain.

Trust me.

You two look after Mike. I'll take care of Mouth.

Are you okay?

It bit me!

Calm down.

It was the light!

The light, I tell you. The light saved me.

It's like your sister, Modem.

Wait here.

I've got to get something from the CPU.

Give it to me straight.

I can take it. Tell me the truth. Tell me. Tell me the camera was rolling.

Glitch, get me Fong.

Bob, what is it? Have you found Dot?

Listen, Fong, we're in trouble. Big trouble. We are dealing with a web

So Modem was right.

Only partly. It's not Mouse, and I could prove it.

It's shedding its skin.

It's growing, Fong. And I think I know what it's using for food.

Turbo, I found the larder.

I'm going to free the main framers.

Mouse, forget the main framers. We need confirmation on the web creatures.

No way.

I'll report back when I've got something.

Mouse!

Dot, hang on, honey.

I'll get you out of there.

Mouth?

It's horrible.

It feeds off our energy to keep stable in this system.

Wait here.

I'll get the others out. No.

I'm okay.

I'll help.

No, you get out of here with them. I've got to stay.

What? I've got to get proof that this thing exists.

Trust me, it exists.

It can't stand the strong light.

I'm sure there's a very scientific reason for it.

But we don't know what it is.

Mouse, get Dot out of here. There's a security team on its way. I think you'll

need a little bit more help than that, Guardian.

Turbo, I've got visual confirmation.

Send help now.

There's the proof we need, Turbo. You've got to act now. It's a class M. It has

portal -forming abilities.

It can invade the whole net.

Who are you talking to? The cavalry, sugar.

You were talking to Turbo? I've been working for Turbo.

You don't understand what you've just done.

What do you mean?

He's sending help.

Do you know what the Guardian protocol is for finding a web creature in a

like Mainframe?

They have no intention of saving us? They have every intention of destroying

They've probably already planted a device. The only question is, where?

We're all agreed then.

Releasing codes now.

I'd like to be alone for this.

Bob and I go back a long way.

That's the best I can do.

Good luck, Bob.

I'm so sorry, Mouse.

Hurry, Bob!

We're running low. We don't have much time.

What did the Guardians give you?

Only this communicator.

Glitch! Probe!

Guardian! We can't hold it for much longer.

In a couple of nanoseconds...

It won't make any difference.

I've got to get this out of mainframe.

Bob!

Safe distance.

Oh, boy.

That creature has escaped!

No! It's a Class M!

It can use the Terran!

It just broke free.

We couldn't stop it.

You see, Nellie, the web is out there.

No, Modem.

It's here.

This is it, Paul.

Prepare for war.