s p a c e b a b e

dives
into

THE
WETBAR
Having tracked the victim of the artificial, giant, photon-eating, interstellar, mimicking amoeba to the WetBar, RUSTi attempts to locate the mad scientist who created the space hazard that ate the solar sailor's ship!
R:Coming? S:Can't swim.
Looks like a pretty scurvy dive! Stay, Bauhaus!
S:Where's yer snorkel, Red? R:Don't need one R:This multisyringe contains a complex of chemicals which will allow my lungs to extract oxygen from water.
S P L A S H ! You HOPE!
Hit me, for kelp's sake!

THE HIPSTER ALL WET
BACK FORWARD
HOME,
BOY !



THE
Vault