Zeeb, Sadie, Chuchin, Dante, and Chuchin were floating in the river, each trying to swim through. Luckily, they all knew how to swim. After an hour of swimming they crossed over to the other shore.
Zeeb's left hand rested easily on Chuchin's waist while the right held the flashlight. Chuchin felt his touch like a brand. His voice was a low teasing growl that he no doubt knew to be effective. "Where is this place?"
"Poldark.." Fegor answered.
"What!" They all yelled in unison.
Zeeb stiffened his resolve. He held Fegor's neck tightly. "Did you trick us or what?"
"Let me go!" Fegor pushed him aside. "Ungratefulness!"
"Oh yes! We're so ungrateful for bringing us back to Poldark!" Dante yelled. "What is really your plan?"
Zeeb wanted to talk but hesitated, then crowded ne
