After following Jeffrey through the secret passage, the detectives and Blythe discovered themselves emerging from a trapdoor hidden by some bushes at the front of the hotel. Soon, they perceived the familiar figure of Mr Park standing by the entrance, beside whom stood a pale figure wearing a black, traditional Korean hanbok, with a long beard and hair tied into a bun.
"Hahahaha! It's ALIVE! IT'S ALIVE!" laughed Mr Park as he looked proudly at his own handiwork. Oh no! The evil wizard's mummy had been resurrected!
Obstructing the warm rays of sunshine, grey, cumbersome clouds began to rapidly gather across the sky. Immediately, they were plunged into total darkness, as if night had befallen prematurely. Lightning flashed violently across the sky, while strong gusts of wind blew destructively across the garden. Without warning, a coconut tree was hit by a flash of lightning and instantaneously bursted into flames.
"Ahhh!" The thrill sound of people screaming filled the air, which was chill and vibrant with rich tension as large droplets of rain began pelting down. All of a sudden, the detectives noticed people pointing towards the far distance, but they couldn't make out what they were saying. Whirling around, the detectives were aghast to discover that behind them at the coastal area, the tide was beginning to gather up to form an enormous tsunami wave, which was moving towards the beach at a shocking speed.
"Holy Molly, what do we do now? It feels like an apocalypse!" exclaimed Jeffrey at the top of his voice in order to be heard among the deafening background noises.
