Private dreamt that he was in a small village attending a festival.

"Wh-, where am I, what am I even doing here?" the penguin was trembling in fear because he did not know where he ended up. He roamed around the small village but found no living soul in sight, it's as if the place had already been abandoned. After tirelessly searching the lifeless area, he noticed a table right in front of him.

While he approached the table laden with food, he saw a shadowy figure dressed in a blue, faded jacket walking away, heading for the nearby woods. It was then he realized that the place he was in right now is the same place that was depicted in the picture earlier. But Private's sharp memory and keen senses told him that there was a difference between the painting and his dream. For one, it was not a man he had seen but more of a dark silhouette that can barely recognize, plus the height of the shadow is almost similar to Kowalski's height, making it more of an animal than man. And two, it wore a blue, faded jacket not brown. "This is all very confusing to me, is this some sort of premonition? A warning of an impending danger? Oh I hope this is just a nightmare, I don't think I can take much more of this" said Private.

With the figure almost disappearing from sight, Private had an uncontrollable impulse to follow it. "Hey wait a sec, who are you? Can you tell me what I'm doing here please?" said Private, shouting at the mysterious shadow. But it stayed silent; the penguin's questions all went unanswered. "Oh dear, where is this guy going?" he said, already panting from exhaustion.

Without stopping, he trudged the rocky path for hours. His feet began to hurt. By now, he was already pretty far from the village and he finds himself in the middle of nowhere, just trailing the mysterious figure from behind. There was nothing else to be seen than the trees that stood tall, making creepy whistling noises as it sways back and forth. As they went even deeper inside the woods, the wind intensified, to the point that it almost blew away young Private. But, he held strong and rooted his feet firmly to the ground. "Not even this strong gust of wind can stop me, I'll keep going no matter what." said a determined Private.

The figure kept walking until it reached a clearing. Locating a bush, Private decides to hide in it to conceal himself and to observe the shadow from a safe distance. "This bush is a great place to conceal myself, I'm sure he won't notice me here." The penguin noticed that there was a woman sitting under a tree, asleep. It wasn't just any woman he noticed sleeping, it was a female otter, an Asian Otter. It was Marlene.

The figure made no sound and quietly approached the sleeping otter. It was this that the figure revealed itself as an otter too, but this one was a complete opposite of Marlene because it was a male otter. It had a bulky, masculine appearance, and is almost as tall as Kowalski's height. "Maybe I'm seeing Marlene's future date" muttered to himself in a low soft tone. The fearful face from the penguin almost faded away. Until...

Sensing that there was someone beside Marlene, she woke up immediately. The bulky male otter quickly grabbed her hands and tried to kiss her. "Ah help anyone, help. Oh please can anyone help me please" screamed Marlene in desperation, hoping someone will come to her rescue. She struggled to shoo the male otter away from his tight grasp. And by doing so, the male otter's grip tightened, almost crushing her delicate waist. "Aaaagh, help" she screamed. As her struggles intensified, the bulky otter slapped her so hard that her head hit the tree trunk.

"Kiss me beautiful, hahaha" said the male otter, giving a loud maniacal laugh.

"No, get away from me you freak" screamed the otter.

Private grimaced with fear as he could see that the otter was screaming out so loud, but no one could hear her. The otter herself could not hear anything except the sounds the trees make, because they were deep in the woods, all alone.

"Oh dear, oh dear, what am I gonna do, I can't go out there and save Marlene, not even I could take down an otter that big"

Pressing both of his flippers beside his head, he ran around in circles, panicking. He did not know what else to do at this point—other than think of a way to save Marlene from his evil clutches. He didn´t know what to do. Should he run away and leave Marlene alone with him, but that was no choice for him. He fought back against his fear.

"I've got to do this now before it's too late" Private couldn't stand to watch this any longer. He stepped out from behind the bushes and showed himself to the otter. He wants to help Marlene and took a few steps towards the otter. "Hey! Over here you big meanie, leave Marlene alone, you don't want her, you want me" shouted Private to the male otter. Unfortunately, he was intently focusing more on Marlene.

"It's not working; he's too focused on Marlene. I need some other way to attract his attention"

He notices a small rock lying on the ground and an idea hatches in his mind. "That's it" he said. He crouched down and grabs small pieces of rock. "If this won't get his attention, nothing will". He throws the small rock in the male otter's direction. The first one was unsuccessful as it misses him by an inch. The second one hits, but fails to get his attention. "This the last one, the third time's the charm"

At last the third rock is a hit, as finally gets his attention."Yes, I finally did it, Marlene is saved, Yay" clapping his flippers in an uttermost excitement manner.

The bulky otter drops an unconscious Marlene. He leaves her to the ground with sudden silence— as she experiences heavy breathing. "I'll be back beautiful"

He turns around to face Private. "Oh dear, that means he's after me now. I better get going before he finishes me off". The otter jumped towards Private like lightning. With his strength he threw the little penguin to the side. Private had managed to avoid any incoming attacks and started running through the trees, the dark path made it harder for him to see where he was going. The otter followed him from behind. He knew that he had no chance to outrun him, so he hid behind the tree, still trembling. "I think I lost him"

He quickly notices that the otter was in the tree above where he was hiding. "Then again, maybe not." The chase continues until Private reaches a channel of water leading to a waterfall. He was thoroughly trapped, he can't even swim to safety because the current is too strong for him and if he did swim, it would only lead him to plunge off the edge of the waterfall and into the jagged rocks below.

The otter caught up to him and was now wielding a small pocket knife. "Please don't hurt me, we can talk about this" said a desperate Private. He was on his knees, begging the otter to spare his fragile life.

The male otter took no pity and grabbed him by the neck and started choking him. Horrified, Private began to scream for help. As the otter was about to ram the knife into Private's chest, he woke up in his bunk. He was sweating and shivering when he awoke from his nightmare. "It was only a dream, thank goodness it was only a dream" said a relieved Private.

"Oh natures calling me, I think I need to go to the bathroom"

Afraid of going through the dark corners of the room without some light, he taps Rico lightly on the shoulders for a flashlight and immediately hands him one. "Thanks Rico". He then goes back to sleep. After using the toilet, Private comes out and goes back to his bunk to go get some shut eye. Suddenly he hears voices chanting his name.

"Private, Private, Private"

They were calling him in a low, soft voice. It was a mixture of a man and a woman's voice; they were all calling his name simultaneously.

"Who, who's there?" he trembled in fear as he tried to find the source of voice. He turned on his flashlight he was holding and stared at the empty table. What he saw made him scream. The male otter in his dream was standing next to the table, beside the dead a capella singers, his jacket was drenched in blood; another difference from this one in the painting is that they are all otters, not humans.

Private is seeing dead a capella otter singers this time. And standing amidst the crowd is Marlene. This was different however, as Marlene was all drenched in blood, her right eye sliced-open. She called out to Private. "Private, come join us, you know you want to" One after another, they all started to chant "Join us Private"

"No I'm not like you, and I'm not going join your evil army" said Private. He pressed his flippers hard on his head so as make them go away. He fell on his knees. But as he did it just got worse, the voices in his head started to make him feel dizzy, it was jamming his mind. "No, get out of my head, all of you"

It was then that someone woke him up from his real nightmare.

"Soldier wake up, wake up soldier"

To be continued...