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I feel a blister coming on.

Shh. I think I hear it.

Alice's blister.

Or your embarrassment at using that thing.

This ear trumpet was designed by Uncle Charlie to detect singing sirens.

Dangerous creatures who lure sailors to captivity with their hypnotic singing

voices.

It's coming from Coffman Cove. If the singing siren is there, it'll be her

that's messing with the GPS of all the ships in the area, causing them to go

course. The quickest way there is through Rickety Mine. That place has mad

obstacle vibes.

Bring it on!

There's no such thing as sirens.

The accidents are due to either very tricky currents or very bad navigation.

Hey, Mum, what's up?

Kind of busy. Can we reschedule?

Fine. Leaving now.

So we're not running now.

Apparently you promised we'd sort through Sonny's boxes of junk from the

basement. I need to find my ladybug bro, which I think is buried in amongst it.

But no hurry. The rubbish truck's not due until next week.

The truck's due in two hours. If we don't put aside the things we want to

they'll take everything.

My grandma gave me that brooch.

You three check the mine while Lala and I thought through Sunny's junk.

Find the brooch and be back in time to solve the mystery before the fairy

arrives.

Easy.

Okay.

Thank you.

The cycle will keep.

Definitely keep.

What about this? Mm, trash.

Prehistoric selfie?

Oh.

We don't have time for this.

Smile.

This is definitely trash.

Wait, that's... Perfect for my vlog.

Still work.

Hey, Island Lifers, I'm at home and it is literally fully lit.

I thought you were desperate to find your brooch.

That doesn't mean I can't have fun looking for it.

Once the truck is here, this will go.

And the ferry, remember?

We have a mystery to solve.

Mystery this, mystery that.

You know the real mystery?

Why? Why let her tell me?

What to do?

Oops.

I didn't mean that.

I mean, I meant it, but I didn't mean for you to hear it. No drama, Llama.

Check this out.

What do you think, sis?

I think you've seriously changed your tune.

Should we bust the moves?

Do you even have to ask?

An original dance by me and my awesome sepsis.

We should probably get back to it. Otherwise we won't be able to save the

Who cares about a fairy?

Lala, what's going on?

Identical twins.

Separated at birth.

Reconnecting 14 years later.

This thing would melt even the coldest heart. I think I'd know if I had a twin.

Yeah, that's something I'd forget.

So, which one of us is prettier?

What?

Ah, so you think it's you.

We're identical.

Whatever, let's get out of here.

No, we've got things to do.

Like what?

Like find a brooch, find a siren and work out how you got here.

What's the urgent new mystery?

Oh, nothing.

Just... Uh... I, uh...

To catch you up to speed, you're not seeing double, they're not long -lost

twins, and... I forget which one's the real Taylor.

Seriously, Lila, it's me!

Wow! She's good!

But it's me.

This is confronting and very unsettling.

What's your favorite activity?

Solving mysteries.

Correct.

Whose journal did you receive on your 14th birthday? Uncle Charlie.

This is clearly the real Taylor.

I'm over this game.

She's the original Tay.

She must be a doppelganger. Not a real word. It's someone who looks just like

you. Apparently we all have one.

Somewhere in the world.

Doppelgangers look similar.

Not identical.

I'm pretty sure she's a clone.

There has to be a rational explanation.

There is.

Clones are evil.

This is stage one of the uprising.

Do we have to put a label on it?

Anyways, I'm starving.

I can make you a sandwich.

She can probably guess what you'll have on it.

Sorry to be rude, original Tay, but I was hoping for something special for my

first meal. We could go to the milkshack.

Let's do it.

First, we fill our bellies.

Then we solve mysteries.

Not until we know who you are.

We know who she is.

She's you.

Only funny, huh?

OMG, look, it's Uncle Charlie.

Tell them I'm Shaq.

I'll get her, sis.

But what about your brooch?

Can you bring them back?

Awesome. Clone hunt. I've been training for this my whole life.

What about the rubbish collection, the sirens and the ferry?

We'll have to wait until Ellis and I figure out what happened.

Any theories?

Donated your DNA to any scientists lately?

No!

His clone wasn't this cranky.

Right. Let's retrace his steps.

Taylor, I don't ever remember seeing you this thirsty.

You make the best milkshake.

Oh, thanks.

You said you would go back after you ate.

I want to solve a mystery now. What are we working on? The mystery of the

singing siren.

Love it. Let's go.

We'd have to go through rickety mine.

And Taylor wants you back at the house.

The mine sounds better.

Race you there, normies.

Game on, duplicate.

They should be back by now.

Five, six, seven, eight. Time to dance the mountain.

Just me.

Original me.

What's happening?

We're just doing a few things before we get back. I haven't had this much fun in

ages.

Really?

No. I mean, it's not that much fun.

I need you here.

We still haven't found your brooch and the truck arrives in an hour.

I'm dying to... Wish you were here, original Tay.

P .S. How cute is Nori?

Are you on your way home now?

If by home you mean running around the island sobbing mysteries, then yep, have

fun with your junk.

What did you do after Lila flashed the light in your face?

Pineapple! Great idea. I'm famished.

No.

This mirror.

Wait.

Before, the pineapple and the light. Lila was playing with an old camera.

Where did she put it?

One of three regenerating junkies has proved the island's best athlete. So

to head, rock for rock.

They're ignoring.

I rock on the inside.

Nice. You're mocking me. Not at all.

That was hilarious.

I must admit, making jokes about rock does make me a little bolder.

Come on.

Shouldn't we get her back to Taylor's?

The ferry is due soon.

And maybe this sailor could help.

She's Taylor. We can trust her.

Right? Find anything unusual?

Everything about this camera is curious.

Doesn't have a screen.

Not part of a phone.

Who clicked the button? You or Lila?

Lila tried to take a selfie. Then she fiddled with the camera, dropped it.

to take a photo of me. Still didn't work.

Or did it?

I wonder if...

I give up. I have zero idea how your clone was created.

Sure about that?

Who are you? What do you want from me?

Seems like we found our cloning device.

I better call Sunny and find out where it came from.

Stop staring at me with your beady little eyes.

My eyes are the same as yours.

Hey, Sunny.

Random question.

Do you know that old brown camera of yours?

Well, it's working now.

Really?

Just a school project -y thing.

Bye.

Please tell me he knows how to reverse this.

Sonny just thinks it's an old broken camera that looks cool. He bought it at

garage sale years ago. It belonged to an old scientist who had died.

I don't suppose that scientist made any spare copies of himself.

No. We're going to have to work this out ourselves.

We shouldn't enter without a guide.

It could be dangerous.

I'll guide us.

Who's with me?

Lila, you're the funnest person I've ever met.

Sure, you're up for the challenge.

I am pretty fun.

All the way with clone taste.

Misha.

What's wrong?

I'm scared you can't keep up with me.

Okay, bring it on, Clone Ranger.

Oh, boy.

Nori, I know you're more than just a pretty face. I definitely am, but I

out on getting my abandoned mind tour guide map.

Have you ever thought that being so cynical may be stopping you living your

life?

Fine, but if anything goes wrong, I'm going to be doubly cynical about

everything, forever.

It won't.

Trust me.

Besides, clock's ticking if you want to find the siren before the ferry is due.

I

can't

have Mum find you two.

You're calling the authorities.

They'll take me to a laboratory.

I'll be poked and prodded. I don't want to be a lab rat!

Where are you? We're at the rickety mine. We're going to solve the mystery

you. You shouldn't go in there with her. I will not be a guinea pig.

Hey, give me that key.

Am I really this annoying?

Lila?

See, Minions?

Nothing to fear.

Minions is pushing it.

Waiting for a guide would have been a total waste of time.

What does this button do?

Maybe you shouldn't click that.

What just happened?

Well, I guess we know what that button does now.

The line cut out and I can't get through to Lila.

Give me the key.

We're never going to save that fairy.

It can't get reception anymore.

Neither can I.

What are these things?

The man had mentioned them once.

The mine used them for security.

Or to contain damage if there was a collapse in a section of the mine.

What if you're in the section of the mine that is collapsing?

Each section should have a manual override.

There'll definitely be one in here.

Found it. Oh, yes.

It needs a handle to turn it.

It's got to be around here somewhere.

You sound thwarted, so I might bail.

Um, go and get help.

I don't have time.

I've got a mystery to solve. You're choosing a mystery over your friend?

Someone needs to be the hero. The real Taylor wouldn't do this.

Help!

Help!

No longer I... chase you, the greater chance our friends will be in danger.

me that key!

Thank you.

Don't! We have a sensitive digestive system as it is.

I understand why you're scared.

You're a clone of Ellis, who can be a little fearful at times. I prefer the

cautious.

Whatever we want to call it.

Clone Ellis seems to have a double scoop, and I'm guessing he also has a

scoop on your intelligence.

He's not smarter than the original. I undoubtedly am.

Prove it.

You give me the key, I'll give you the camera.

Let's see who's the first one to discover how it works.

Game on!

Good luck, Ellis's. Oh, and if the rubbish truck arrives, stall them.

Hand it over.

Only the original Ellis can solve this mystery.

I'm Ellis Squared, which means I'm twice as likely to save the day.

Ellis Squared.

That does make you pretty awesome.

That's because you're awesome.

Let's combine our massive brains.

If I don't make it, tell Taylor she can have my dad's pineapple mirror.

Thanks, Lila, but it's all yours.

Now, how do I get you out?

Wait.

Which Taylor are you?

She's helping out.

Has to be my real stepdad.

Is there a crank handle wheel thing out there?

Put it on and turn it.

Thank you, Original Tay.

Anytime, Original Lila.

Pass the handle.

Lila, if you want that brooch, you better go back and find it before the

comes.

Misha and Nori, we're going coin hunting.

Genius! With one click, it captures the subject's DNA and spits out a duplicate

that not only looks like the original, but has their memory too.

At double the strength, and inverting the lens and running the film backwards

reverses the cloning process.

Taylor must have had a corrupted copy.

I think it's more likely you, being exceptional, got an exceptional copy.

Are you sure you want to leave?

We've only just become besties. I'm sorry, original Ellis.

This world's too scary for me.

I'm a simple clone with a complex brain.

So true.

Goodbye, soul mate.

Uh -oh.

It's me.

Worked it out yet?

Ah, not quite.

We'll let you know when I do.

Get out of that mind.

You abandoned your teammates. I was investigating the mystery of the singing

siren.

Does this mean anything to you?

That's a weather balloon.

Sunny's always checking the data these things transmit.

Could this be what's affecting the ship's GPS in this area? Making them go

course? Could be.

It might be interfering with the satellite navigation.

Great. Mystery solved.

Who wants to go for a swim?

Don't have time.

Misha and Nori, you get this to Sunny to disable it before the ferry arrives.

While we get home and find the brooch before the rubbish truck arrives.

Boring.

You can dance all the way home.

That sounds more like it.

You're the funniest and smartest kid alive.

You are.

I'm glad you're back.

This has been very weird.

Ellis, I thought you worked out how to reverse the cloning process.

We have. What?

Took some trial and error. We had to shorten the vocal length, narrow the

aperture, and create a new shutter dial from scratch.

They both talk like this.

I wanted to apologize for before, Taylor.

Whichever one is Taylor.

Now I can return to a more quiet dimension.

Goodbye, handsome friend.

Goodbye, original Ellis.

Keep being you.

I miss him already.

Your turn, Clone Taylor.

No way! I just got here.

If a tailor has to go, it should be her.

What? You've had 14 years here. I've had one day.

I still have loads more mysteries to solve.

You're not going anywhere, and neither is my sister.

Sure about that?

Tailor, look out!

Say cheese!

So much for studying the camera.

It's the garbage truck!

I never found my ladybug brooch!

What did it look like?

Small, red, ladybuggy.

Kind of like this?

Yes!

I'm sorry I got sucked in by your clone, sis.

She really knew my hot spots.

I was never sucked in.

Really? I thought she made you a little bolder.

And Clone Taylor did help solve the mystery.

Only it wasn't a siren.

It was a dodgy weather balloon. I did hear some singing today. The singing

weather balloon.

It doesn't mean sirens don't exist.

I got you the same as last time.

I might share them.

There's the ferry customers right on time.

I'm so busy, I wish I could clone myself sometimes.