"Just suspencefully harming, I dont like this Skippah, but at least we're safe," đã đưa ý kiến Private, receiving a slap from Skipper, balled up in tears. "WE NEED TO FIND HER!! NOT SURVIVE!! THAT'S A một giây PRIORITY!!" yelled Skipper, wailing at the wind and sobbing. Private then felt bad, sitting tiếp theo to Skipper. "Look Skippah, if Lilly is still alive, then shed be mighty ashamed of how bạn are right now, now please don't cry, I think I know a solution," đã đưa ý kiến Private, holding a ring. "Jewelry won't fill this hole here!!" yelled Skipper, pointing at his torso. "Ewww.... Why do bạn wanna eat a ring?" asked Private, disgusted. "Not my gut Private!! My beating heart!!" yelled Skipper. "Well, I'm sorry, but this ring however, is very special, it will glow green if whomever bạn seek is still alive, hoặc barely just, and glow yellow if they're dying, and red if dead," đã đưa ý kiến Private. "You sure?" asked Skipper. Private then chanted a bit, taking it from an old story about the ring. "Come out bạn sad empty pile, and sit up bởi the pools of the Nile, enter your faith, into the majestical ring, a green hint of hope, a yellow for lope, and red will glow if dead, but sometimes Dead is Better," sang Private, watching the ring glow green. "Amen," đã đưa ý kiến Skipper, hoping it would be sealed as a prayer. "That's the spirit Skippah," smiled Private. "That was beautiful," đã đưa ý kiến Skipper. "Thank you, and it's true, all of it is very true," đã đưa ý kiến Private. "How'd bạn memorize it?" asked Skipper. "Mum sang it to me when I was a hatchling, I always fell asleep, it was so beautiful," đã đưa ý kiến Private, sniffling a bit. "You really miss her don't you?" asked Skipper. "Glad Damion never held a flipper on her, but I'm still fine, she died a peaceful death, in her sleep, she felt nothing, and is in a much better place, in fact, she came back to me one night, she told me, with a tear, something so sacred to me," đã đưa ý kiến Private. "What is it?" asked Skipper. Private shed a tear. "You can't imagine how beautiful it is where I am now Private, please never turn away, I want bạn to come here too when you're ready," đã đưa ý kiến Private, wiping away his tears. "That was nice of her, my mother, heh, she always smacked me with the dishtowel, much like Lilly does today whenever I messed up, we always had our laughs and cries together, me and ma', but then that tumor, took her out in a matter of weeks, doctor couldn't do anything about it," đã đưa ý kiến Skipper. "I'm so sorry," đã đưa ý kiến Private.
"It's alright, she died a really long time ago, but let's not dwell on the past, it can really get into us, much like it does to, him," đã đưa ý kiến Skipper. "Very true, let's go find shelter," đã đưa ý kiến Private, looking at the clouds drifting. "Agreed, follow me," đã đưa ý kiến Skipper, picking up an old machete, then slicing his way through the swampy marsh. They were soon slicing through thick brush, going on through the bayou, they didnt need to worry too much about alligators, due to the fact that it was nesting season, in which they only go into the water to collect reeds for their nests, but Private, who cleverly attached his súng trường to his holster, still had it with him after the incident, just in case of a rouge gator. Once on land, out of the water, they heard chanting, then music, a flute, drums, and obviously trumpets. A tune that was very familiar. "The Saints?" asked Private. "Nope, sounds like it, but I think it's thêm different, listen," đã đưa ý kiến Skipper. They then overheard the singers. "Oh when the demons come, to play, we expect lots thêm possessions, when the demons come to play!! And when the sun, begins to shine, when we burn up like, a roast, let's all go out together, when the devil makes his toast!!" they sang, then played a trumpet tune. Skipper then looked up, he saw the singers, a cult, it seemed, making their own rendition of the Saints Go Marching In, but featuring satanic symbols. "Hmmm... Satan's cult?" asked Skipper. "Seems too hazardous to go out and say hello to them," đã đưa ý kiến Private. "Lemme see, I know, I'll create a distraction, I'll tell them, that Damion, is the one who they must attack, not us," đã đưa ý kiến Skipper.
Skipper then sprung up, jumping in between the dancers. "WAIT!! I have come to warn you!!" yelled Skipper. Then, they looked at him, strange beings, they were a bunch of canine-like animals, all standing bipedal, indeed, they had fangs very long, and they seemed out of place. "Warn us of what?! Bird?!" asked the tallest one, grabbing Skipper and choking him. "About a threat, t-to Satan!!" yelled Skipper. "Threat?!" asked the tallest one, letting go of Skipper. "Indeed, there is a man, a person, an eternal giant, right, in this planet, some say he's the son of Satan, the spawn of the dark one himself!!" đã đưa ý kiến Skipper, lying a bit. "Who is this man?!" yelled the tallest one. "His name, Ignatious Damion Keller," đã đưa ý kiến Skipper. "That man?! I remember him!! He enslaved us and killed most of our brethren off!!!!" yelled the tallest one. Then, gasps and whispers were heard. "What might bạn be, who are you?" asked Skipper. "My name, is Armos, son of Phobos, we, are the Drainers of Floradi," đã đưa ý kiến Armos. "You're the leader of this cult I assume?" asked Skipper. "Indeed, we solely send our duties to Satan, and his only one true spawn, bởi the blood of the livestock, we hunt single, that is sole destiny," đã đưa ý kiến Armos. "So, you're what everyone else calls, chupacabras?" asked Skipper. "Ha!! How priceless, indeed, they have incorrectly called us that for ages!! Some call us fiction!! Well, here bạn have it," đã đưa ý kiến Armos. "I have thêm to speak of, Dr. Damion, he also lấy trộm, đánh cắp the dark one's crown!! His reign on hell has been stolen!!" yelled Skipper. "He's lying!!" yelled another chupacabra, growling at Skipper. "No, he does not, look, into the flames," đã đưa ý kiến another chupacabra, holding a flame from the ngọn lửa, chữa cháy in place. Then, figures formed, Satan, as he shapely was in his human form, trapped, in a fiery cell, while Dr. Damion is watching all of it in a seat, a very elegant seat, then, the flame went out. "Indeed, he speaks the truth!!" đã đưa ý kiến Armos.
Skipper gasped, shocked, he only guessed it to borrow time, but, indeed, his prediction was correct. "How may we assist you, grand informer?" asked Armos. "If bạn can reveal to me, where my true companion is, then, only then, will I bring thêm information," đã đưa ý kiến Skipper. Armos then pondered, as well as a few others. "Hmmmm.... Fine, we will see what, the flames, can reveal," đã đưa ý kiến Armos, shaping the flames. Then, a figure of Lilly and Kowalski appeared, building a tent from leaves and twigs. "Where are those two?" asked Skipper. "By the looks of it, the Lesser Bahamas, not too far from this bayou," đã đưa ý kiến Armos. "Thank you, where are we?" asked Skipper. "Floradi, the great scrap of land that leads to the greater land," đã đưa ý kiến Armos. Skipper then nodded, waving goodbye to Armos, then heading off. "Yes, now we know where Lilly is," đã đưa ý kiến Skipper. "Really? Were they nice?" asked Private. "Only if bạn pretend to be bad, stupid dogs," đã đưa ý kiến Skipper. "Alright, then let's build a raft, we'll find Lilly and Kowalski with the information," đã đưa ý kiến Private. "Good, now let's get to it then!!" đã đưa ý kiến Skipper.