This is Darren's thoughts (in a poem) as he floats down the river from Vampire Mountain:

The coldness of the river engulfs me,

The darkness strangles me.

I pray for a swift death.

The rocks shred me to pieces,

Ripping and gnawing at my tough skin.

Drowning.

But then, there is air.

Sweet nighttime air.

No, don't die now,

Not when there are vampaneze lurking in the caves of Vampire Mountain!

Drag yourself to life, Darren.

Time to be redeemed.

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