I have a feelin you may like this chapter (Towards the end at least anyway) )

Shaman Meeting

Bollo followed his master through the moon lit forest all the way to a clearing with a table situated in the middle. The Head Shaman welcomed them as they approached.

"What did you call me here for?" Naboo asked straight away.

"We got a party invitation for ya!" Harrison blurted out excitedly, Naboo simply frowned.

"Another? What's it for this time?"

"Kirk's birthday." The Head Shaman motioned at a small Shaman who was gazing up at the stars in a dream like way "Kirk…Kirk, can you hear us?" He got no reply.

"He is shitfaced!" Harrison interrupted.

"Yes, just like you. Again."

"Shut ya mouth Saboo!"

"So about this party…" Naboo interrupted impatiently putting both hands on his hips.

"Yes, can you make it?" The Head Shaman asked quickly before Harrison could butt in.

"Yeah…But, why call me to a meeting just to invite me to a party?" The Shaman all remained silent until Harrison burst out laughin to break the tension.

"I ordered three crates of poppers! You gotta come Naboo, we are gonna get wasted!"

"You always get wasted anyway." Saboo retorted while shaking his head.

As Naboo and Bollo walked away with an invitation sealed inside a pink envelope the familiar turned to his master and suddenly said, "I just got a bad feelin."

"About the party?"

"No…About something else. Something isn't right."

"Let's get back to the shop." Naboo agreed as he unrolled his magic carpet.

Meanwhile…In a watery cave

Howard woke up to a blurry darkness, he let his eyes adjust and sat up slowly, there was the sound of water dripping off walls and into puddles on the floor and he could hear bottles clanging together. He rubbed his head but it didn't get rid of the headache, he cleared his throat but stopped suddenly and froze, he could hear someone moving around.

His eyes adjusted properly, he was in what looked like a bar. There were sheets of paper littering the floor and behind a counter he could see someone's head bobbing up and down to the sound of empty bottles being thrown out of the way, some smashed when they hit the rocky ground and to Howard's surprise some of them bounced away escaping with only a chip or a scratch.

On the counter was an empty cocktail glass with a small pink umbrella sat in it waiting for be drown in a drink of some sort. Howard glanced up and noticed a large mirror ball was hanging from the ceiling surrounded by watery stalactites. Immediately he knew he was in a cave, but not just any old cave, he was in someone's home.

He was jerked from his thoughts as a stray empty bottle came rolling along the floor and stopped at his foot, he reached for it silently and brought it closer so he could read the label. His eyes grew wide with terror as he read the label, he knew where he was and he needed a way out of it. Slowly and cautiously he tried to get up to make a run for it but something was restraining his left leg, he glanced down and noticed he was chained to the wall. Now there was no way of escaping and probably no hope of being rescued, Naboo and Bollo had headed off to a Shaman meeting that morning and Vince had been gone for over two weeks.

Howard decided to not sit there feeling sorry for himself, she sprawled onto his knees and ran his hands along the chain towards the wall, he gave it a harsh tug but it wouldn't budge and made an awful loud clanging noise when he tried. He lay it gently on the floor and checked the person behind the bar hadn't heard him, when all was clear he tried standing up again but accidentally kicked the stray glass bottle making it tumble across the floor and shatter against a wall, he froze on the spot starring at the bar. The head had stopped bobbing and the glasses were no longer being thrown across the floor, Howard swallowed loudly and almost held his breath as the head disappeared.

After a few seconds he gently placed the chain on the floor and tried to swivel round only to crash into a pair of scale-covered legs, he reluctantly looked up to face his captor. The dim light in the cave bounced off his captor's sparkly jacket making it glimmer and reflect on the wall, a grinning face starred down at Howard and simply said "I'm Old Gregg!"