The funnel's end dissolves to the destination in progress, actually a dangerous meteor descending to 地球. Missiles leave the 地球, go wild, drink comet 水, and then grow gaseous hair; when they wander to back to 地球, we don't recognize the hermits, and are naturally somewhat alarmed by the new intentions as they drop out of the 空気, jumping straight at us, arms (fins?) wide open.