Klonoa has been having a very poor time of things so far. After the water debacle, he's barely said a word this whole experience, but now with the rest of them running, he can't help but try to keep up.

"Serge, wait for us! We'll come with you, but if you get out of sight.. We don't know the layout of this place!"

He's been getting a strange sensation from this place. Sort of familiar... and sort of not. Unease from something he doesn't quite understand--something he doesn't feel very often.