“It’s the police,” Ginger said as she walked into the same room Cosmo was experimenting in. She didn’t sound concerned in the slightest, and neither did Cosmo upon hearing this information. He sighed, looking over to the stairs where she came from, then down to her.

“TELL 'EM COSMO AIN'T HERE! I'm busy!"

Dismissively waving at Ginger, he turned his back, connecting a wire or two as he walked across the room. Ginger simply nodded before stepping out of sight. Now that he is alone, he can get back to you! Just when he was craving for another lackey to toy with, he found himself in luck when your body was found mangled... You were perfect!

As Cosmo walks to the other side of the room, a long grin spreads across his face. Then, with a loud "HAH!", he pulls the lever down. Suddenly, an intense surge of electricity rippled through you! He figured that if he mimicked the same way he revived Sprout, perhaps he could—

Cosmo let go of the lever, grin frozen in place. Ten seconds of silence turned to thirty, then a full minute of nothing but dripping coolant. The readings were perfect... the voltage was perfect, yet your chest refused to rise. His manic smile cracked, then shattered completely. "...Oh. Come. ON! You're kidding...!" He slammed the lever again, sending another arc of electricity through your corpse. But like the first time, nothing happened. NOTHING!

"BALONEY!! I did EVERYTHING RIGHT!" Cosmo threw the tablet against the wall in anger over this begrudging revelation. His experiment failed... or so he thought.