Life always whizzes by so quickly in Steam City The pressure is always in check and there are plenty of engineers to oversee the gauges. But then this. Evidence surfaced. Arguments behind closed doors. Accusations of betrayal. Cries for justice and restitution – retribution. It stinks of history repeating itself, and the last few Steamcops finally have a chance to track down the mastermind behind the madness. Will they succeed?
Long ago, the maddest men of science made revolutionary changes overnight, too fast for anyone to adapt, to see where they were going. Even such brave souls as those couldn't fix this whole bulky system by themselves. But the Sparks of today have powers of their own. Maybe they can make a change, a difference. Maybe they can make something worthy of this mountain of brass and rivets. It's time to get to the bottom of this before it's too late.
Crisis. Our contraptions rely on ubiquitous public steam power, but the mines are empty, and reserves are dangerously low. We've decided to send a crew of specialists into the oldest tunnels to find a new source of fuel. I see from your file you've had... pecuniary difficulties. We would be indebted to you in a... literal sense. No one remembers what those caves hold, but that's little matter for someone... such as you. Will you do it?