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The Explorer's Club.
-Again!
Yes, my queen.
More!
Wow. She looks really angry.
She is more powerful than I remember.
Those doors will not hold for much longer.
Guys? How's it coming? -That should do it.
Try to start up the mech.
Give it another try, Jay.
-Aah!
It's okay. We can do this.
I hope.
We need the second scroll of Forbidden Spinjitzu.
That is our only chance now.
Don't worry.
If it's at the Explorer's Club,
Lloyd and the others will find it.
Here I am entering the lost tomb of impending peril.
-Jolly good, old boy. -Ah.
And this is your humble narrator
crossing the "Great Chasm of Discontent."
By Jove! Quite so!
At this point,
I am fleeing the "Boobytraps of Inescapability."
Gadzooks. However did you escape?
I didn't. They were inescapable!
Perhaps you should have that looked at, old bean.
I do say, rather noisy contraption. What?
This is an emergency.
We need one of the items in your collection.
The second scroll of Forbidden Spinjitzu.
The one Clutch Powers gave you!
Let us see.
"Scroll of Confusion."
"Scroll of Dancing Monkeys."
Ah, here.
"Scroll of Forbidden Spinjitzu."
Yes, that particular artefact has indeed
been deposited in our archive.
Great. We need it, fast.
Of course, sir. I just need to see your membership card.
No, we're not members, we just...
It pains me deeply to inform you
that access to club archives is for members only.
This is an emergency.
The fate of all Ninjago is at stake.
Oh. Is it? Oh, dear.
So we can have the scroll?
Oh, my, no!
Rules are rules, after all.
Where would society be without them? Hmm?
We can't have anarchy, can we?
Well, um, can we join the club then?
Hmm. Of course.
Once you reach 10,000 hours of certified exploration,
notify us, and we shall begin the multi-year process
of examining your applications.
Keeping out the riffraff, eh, Cecil?
No one has a sense of decorum these days, major.
Did that just happen?
Oh, that makes me mad!
I'm going right back in there
and giving that little pencil pusher
a piece of my mind!
We do not have time for this.
May I suggest another tactic?
What tactic?
Deception.
Hey, that's pretty good. You look just like Clutch.
Oh.
Hello. It is I, Clutch Powers.
As you can see.
I am here again, as I have been before.
Hello, Dr Powers.
Since there is nothing suspicious about me being here,
-I will enter. -I'm afraid, doctor,
that there is the minor matter
of your membership having been suspended.
Suspended.
Clutch did not mention that when I spoke to him.
I mean, when I spoke to me.
Yes, well, rules are rules, I'm afraid.
What happened?
Apparently, Clutch Power's membership has been suspended.
That's it. I'm done with that pencil pusher.
You know what time it is?
It's Ninja o'clock.
-Okay, that looks safe...
...enough.
We go stealth here. No weapons.
Guys, problem.
Reminds me of the fall months...
Oh, dear.
What is the meaning of this?
Uh, sorry, we're, um...
Working on the air-conditioning?
Security!
You again!
Run!
What a mess.
This must be where they store ancient relics.
Which means the Scroll of Forbidden Spinjitzu
must be in here.
Come on, spread out. Let's find it.
Lloyd, careful. That could have been dangerous.
It's just some weird chest with a mouth-- Whoa!
What is that thing?
It's horrible!
It appears to be a chest vortex
of the ancient Sybex tribe.
You say that like it's not weird!
Whoa! Aah!
Yes, I'll be more careful.
But don't pretend you had any idea
what that thing could do either.
A mirror?
What? What is this?
It's some kind of weird mirror.
But why?
It seems to show us our greatest fears.
How do you know?
Because when I look at it,
I see myself becoming my father.
I see myself normal.
Like I never achieved my true potential.
No. I see...
I see myself, but without any humanity.
-Only a machine.
It's okay.
Whatever you see, ignore it.
It's not real.
There they are!
Stop, thieves!
This is getting tiresome.
This must be the entomology room.
The what?
Insects.
From all over Ninjago.
Come on, we don't have much time.
And, Lloyd, don't knock anything...
Okay. I did that.
Interesting.
Venomasicus Tigrus.
Tiger wasps.
Their sting is second most painful--
Aah! Run!
Subdue these malefactors!
I will place a proper kibosh on this charade!
For the empire!
Oh! Fie!
What are those?
Vastodectrus Venemous.
The number one most painful sting in the world.
In here! We need to regroup!
Sorry, guys!
Hey. Look.
That's it!
No!
It is too dangerous for someone to touch with their bare hands.
Come on, let's get back to the monastery.
Interlopers!
Hooligans!
Someone will pay for this.
Mark my words.
I blame Clutch Powers!
Somehow, this is all his fault!
That two-bit hack!
I say. Do I hear the telltale buzzing
of a Vastodectrus Venomous?