On the second day of consecutive rain, Raven got hit by cabin fever. Add to the fact Rath would sing about cabin fever, her mood was souring fast. Finishing her daily meditation, which was slowly becoming an hourly thing, she left to go the dayroom. The only place Rath could be.

Entering, she found him sitting at a table talking to and playing five level checkers with a green scaled creature.

Walking towards the table, "Rath?"

"Yes, Raven."

"When are we leaving?"

"When it stops raining."

"May have ask this before, why?"

"Tar-Paul doesn't see any one when it rains," answered the creature.

"And you are?"

"Lieutenant Professor Victor Deckland," answered Rath studying his next move, "Like us, waiting for it to stop raining to see Tar-Paul," moving a black piece on the third level.

"Your friend's quite correct and surprisingly does listen," taking a red piece jumping several black pieces and taking, "A simple resupply shouldn't take this long. You know they control the weather here."

"Do tell," clearing the five level of red pieces.

"Bloody good move," staring at the turn of events on the board, "You know why it has never stops raining?" asked Deckland.

"So Tar-Paul can't talk with anyone," answered Rath.

"Ha, good guess," remarked Deckland, "No, so the crime rate can stay down."

"Interesting theory."

"About theories. You know there's a species of advance race of hunters."

"Not primitive species of hunters."

"No, in fact as soon I leave this planet there's a pyramid I'm going to study."

Sighing, "Guess I'll meditate."

"What makes you happy?" commented Rath.

"Getting off this planet would back me happy," she thought walking back to their room.

Opening the door, the gelatinous back of Ed was facing her. Two of his tentacles were having trouble opening Rath's satchel bag. Another tentacle was holding a ray pistol at her.

"Close the door," he ordered.

She did.

"Sit on the bed."

Which she did.

"Get your ass up here," she thought, "Ed's got a gun pointing at me."

"Who are you?"

"The name's in your computer."

"It's fake."

"I know my own name."

"What's that?" pointing to the black box.

"You tell me."

"That inference box proves that you're lying. You work for Tar-Paul."

The door opened and Rath's head popped in.

"Excuse me. You two are busy," pulling his head back outside.

"Get in here, close the door, and sit down."

Sitting beside Raven, "Try to stiff the manager, Raven."

"He was trying to open your satchel bag."

"Having troubles?"

"I ask the questions," pointing the pistol at Rath, "You answer them."

"And if I don't answer them?"

Pushing the barrel against Rath's chest, "This will make you."

"That will make me?"

"Yes."

"What if I make you answer some questions?"

"With what?"

Holding his right palm up, the pistol flew from Ed's tentacle into Rath's right hand.

"With this, chuckles."

"About damn time," standing up.

"How did you get in here?"

"He used a skeleton card."

"Is it on him?"

"Can't see one."

"There you go," aiming the pistol, "Now chuckles, if you don't answer how you got in here? She'll tear you apart."

"She wouldn't."

"You'll be surprised how cabin fever can drive one insane."

Her glowed eyes black. Blackness blanketed her body. Her cape billowing.

Raising her hands over her head, "YOU WILL ANSWER!" boomed from her mouth.

Ed fainted and dropped to the ground.

Putting the pistol in his pocket, "Too much theatrics," remarked Rath sitting up.

"How was I post to know that he was a coward?" kicking the living mass of Jell-O.

Placing the box into his satchel bag, "Guess we're going to have to find the secret the hard way," slinging the strap over his head and placing it on his right shoulder.

"Guess you got a plan?"

"This," holding the compass in his hand.

"Thought that only could find magic."

"It can find anything that I ask," placing it between his hands, "Find the secret door that Ed used," lifting his right hand up.

The needle pointed towards the bathroom. Entering, Rath continued towards the shower. The needle disappeared. Putting it in his coat pocket, his fists started tapping against the wall.

Raven's hand grabbed the shower head. It moved. They watched the tub rise up revealing a crawl space.

"Get our rain gear."

She did. They put the gear on.

"Lady's first."

"No, you first so you can't enjoy the view."

Climbing into the crawl space, Rath turned a flashlight on and followed the crawl space with Raven bringing up the rear.