Suddenly, spotlights blazed. A voice—smooth, cold, and terrifyingly familiar—echoed across the chamber.
The transmission ended.
“I was wondering when you’d arrive, Phineas. You’re late. And punctuality is the first casualty of chaos.” phineas ferb 2nd dimension
“Your other selves,” she continued, “aren’t dead. They’re just… harmonious. They sing, Phineas. They dance. They don’t build. They don’t ask ‘what if.’ Isn’t it beautiful?” Suddenly, spotlights blazed
Perry the Purposeful chattered twice. Then he drew a claw in the dust: spotlights blazed. A voice—smooth
Ferb pulled the final switch.
From the shadows stepped a figure in a long white coat. Not Doofenshmirtz. Someone thinner. Sharper. A woman with fiery red hair pulled into a severe bun and safety goggles that reflected nothing.