Inspired by Pink Floyd's song A Saucerful of Secrets
Hello guys, I hope you are liking the story and hope you don't kill me for what you will read on this chapter, it is the longest one yet.
Chapter 11: A Saucerful of Secrets
The night was colder than usual, the wind blew hard and the cloudless sky let a billion stars in view. Arnold woke up in the middle of the night by some unusual noises. Far beyond the campsite, heavy queer sounds were emitted, like many objects banged in a syncopated way. Many drums were being played and strange voices chanting loud. The creepy sounds came clearer to Arnold as he got up and walked towards the motionless lake, Helga stood at the edge of the lake listening and looking in the direction of the music.
"Do you hear that?" she asked with a serious focused look on the mount miles away.
"Yeah… what could it be?" He asked and noticed that on the distant mount, a glimpse of light dimly shone another campsite. The chanting was quite frightening, many voices shouted in a wicked language. Many woke up listening to the grand yet scary rite.
"What is that disturbing music?" Rhonda grunted.
"It sounds like some kind of spiritual chanting" Phoebe answered.
"We should get back to sleep… this is too creepy" Nadine said.
The strange fest kept going, some went to sleep and many stood near the lake listening
–Could it be? Could they be the Green Eyed People? - Arnold Thought.
"Hey Arnold, maybe they are the Green Eyed People" Helga said to Arnold.
"That's exactly what I was thinking… maybe we are getting closer, but, there is something… something quite odd about it… something is wrong"
"I know, I feel it too…"
"Well, whatever it is, we'll have to find out tomorrow… let's go to sleep" he told her and Helga nodded.
The next morning when everyone woke up, the sky was blue with many clouds and far behind many clouds that threatened to cover the skies with its gray colour. The teens chatted about the night before 'did you hear that?' ' I woke up and heard some strange kind of singing' ' some kind of drums' 'a ritual?' 'I couldn't sleep' 'it was cool' 'are you serious, a tribe?'
"Did you hear those scary sounds yesterday Roberto?" Mr. Simmons asked the guide.
"Yes, I didn't know there were 'others' in here"
"What do you mean by others? What do you think it was?" Simmons face turned pale.
"Oh nothing, don't worry" he answered fast trying to avoid more questions.
"Well I think we should leave this camp immediately now that we know we are not alone" Wartz said.
"You are right, but you won't like it, the only way I see we can get through is going that way" Roberto pointed towards the woods were the music was played a night before.
"What? Are you crazy? Isn't there another way?" Wartz asked with a grim expression.
"Don't tell me you are scared Principal?" Roberto asked crossing his arms "I mean, we can try be the cave again if you want, but I…"
Trevor and Velda ran and interfered the argument "Principal Wartz! Arnold and Helga and some other idiots are leaving!" Trevor said jading.
"Those little pricks!" Wartz groaned in furry.
"Let them go" Roberto held Wartz back "We are heading on that same direction anyway, unless you prefer the cave?" Wartz rolled his eyes "Let's go"
The class grabbed their belongings and follow Arnold and Helga with the guide behind them, Phoebe and Gerald caught up with them.
"Don't forget about us man" Gerald strode next to Arnold giving him a smile.
"Oh Gerald, thanks for coming, this is going to get intense" he told him.
"No worries man, I want to be part of your great adventure"
Arnold smile "Thanks Gerald"
Helga and Phoebe walked behind the two boys and debated about the mysteries of the night before. The day passed and it got hot.
"Would you look at them?!" Velda pouted staring at Arnold and Helga "That little cunt is stealing my boy!"
"We should fuck her up" Sophia suggested.
"Yeah, but not now" Velda replied with a smirk.
They kept the hike north with Arnold on the lead. The road got rocky, birds flew high above, and strange things were found on the ground, tied up wood, dead animals and even disgusting smells.
A. Something Else
They finally arrived at the place where they had heard the mystical music come from. It was an open area, with an old shrine. It looked like it had been abandoned not long ago, the fire still burned low.
"Where are we?" Mr. Simmons asked as he knelt down and picked up some kind of leather on the ground.
They spread slowly through the place and Arnold walked to the shrine. The great monument was made out of stone, a kind of wall with symbols, many designs and an eye in the middle. The shrine had dim colours and it was old with cracks and broken parts that fell of - The Green-eyed People- Arnold thought.
It had a type of stone table and Arnold froze when he saw it was bathed in blood -What the hell?-
"What is that? What happened here?" Helga suddenly appeared next to him.
"I… I have no idea" Arnold said, his eyes were filled with horror.
"Oh my god!" Simmons screamed as he threw away the thing he had found in the ground "This is human flesh!"
Everyone turned their heads to him and another scream was let out by Nadine, she had found broken bones with meat still attached to them. The bones were red with white and looked young.
"I'm getting out of here" Harold whined as he fled.
"Wait for me!" Sid followed him.
"Stop! Where do you think you are going? You'll get lost and end up dying sooner than you think!" Roberto yelled and they stopped.
"What should we do then?" Wartz asked, he obviously felt scared.
"We must continue"
"Look! The shine has blood!" Violet shouted.
"Oh Christ, this is wrong! So wrong!" Simmons began to say to himself.
"We're all gonna die!" Sheena hysterically twirled.
"Calm down people!" Arnold said waving his hands.
"Fuck you! You got us all into this mess!" Harold scornfully replied. Arnold stood speechless, he knew his fat classmate was saying the truth "I should kick your sorry orphan ass motherfucker!" Harold threw himself towards frightened Arnold but Helga tackled him first.
"I will kick your filthy shithole if you ever try that again!" Helga roared protecting Arnold his her arms blocking the way.
Harold laid trembling on the ground and uttered "Fuck you… Helga..."
"What did you say?!" She closed her fist.
"Calm down Helga, it's alright" Arnold told her and grabbing her by an arm.
"Oh stop this childish fight, we must hurry up!" Roberto told them.
"Why are you so desperate to leave bucko?!" Helga raised her eyebrow.
"Because if we don't, the night will take over and we need to find a safe place to pass the night"
"We're going to pass the night again on this stupid jungle?" Rhonda yelled unpleasant.
"Kids, I think the guide is right" Mr. Simmons said "We better go now, this place is awful"
The clueless adventurers had no other choice but to agree and so, they followed Roberto who led the way into a mountain full of trees and high as buildings.
On many trees, monkey families hung or sat on the branches. Most emitted strange sounds as they stared at the passing outcasts. Phoebe noticed their eyes were not like any other, they were red and angry.
"Those monkeys are creepy" Phoebe whispered to Gerald.
"Do not disturb the animals," Roberto warned "They are not your usual friendly monkey from the zoo, they are wild and mean. They may be small, but in great amount they are deadly" Listening to that, they paced slowly through.
Time had passed and the weather had drastically changed. The sky filled with big gray clouds that covered the sun's dim light, a great storm was threatening its way.
"We are getting closer" Arnold said as he looked at the map.
"Where are we?" Gerald asked.
"Well, here in the map says Green-eyed monkey forest, but maybe the map is wrong, those monkeys had red eyes"
"And what's the next place to go?"
"That is the odd thing about it, it has nothing but a strange symbol…" Arnold turned the map around trying to figure out the symbol "I think we will reach our destiny … finally!"
"Are you sure Arnold?" Phoebe asked pushing her lenses up with her finger.
"No" he answered "but I am assuming that symbol is the final destination" but Arnold turned pale and said "Listen guys, I have a bad feeling about this, I don't know why… it lingers on… I will understand if you'd prefer to go with the class" Arnold paused and looked at the class venturing on "Something is wrong"
"No Arnold," Helga said "We are coming with you, we are so close now, we didn't come all this way just to bail out"
"Yeah man, don't worry. You are just feeling nervous but it's all ok" Gerald patted Arnold's shoulder "It'll be all right" Arnold smiled, he felt thankful for having friends like them but he still felt that awkward feeling in his chest.
The enormous clouds collided, the air felt colder and violent, thunder clashed making colossal sounds. The crew kept walking while Arnold, Helga, Gerald and Phoebe maintained their distance, the cold breeze chilled their necks.
They walked together and noticed that the class had stopped. Because of the distance, Arnold and the rest couldn't see why they delayed the journey but they seemed to be staring at something, pushing and shoving each other.
'Look!'- 'Shut up! They'll see us'- 'what are they?' Helga and the rest were able to hear their murmurs as they reached them 'Hey, let go of me!'- 'please, children, keep it down I beg you' they whispered in horror.
"What's going on?" Arnold asked Sid.
"Shh" Rhonda whispered to Arnold.
"I don't know, it's some kind of people…" Stinky answered for Sid.
Arnold made his way in through the crowed which hid behind bushes and trees watching. As he made through he saw movement and then he saw what they were all looking at. A tribe, people on their bare feet and almost naked, with long dirty hair, brown skin, tattooed like symbols on their bodies and a creepy bizarre way to move.
There were more than thirty, maybe even fifty women, men and children in sight. Some sat on rocks, some crept around, about six danced near a fire and a vast of others chanted in a queer manner. Suddenly they began to cheer when a small crowd of 5 natives dragged something. Arnold focused his sight to see better, what they all saw next was something frightening, like taken out of a movie. They dragged a corpse of what it seemed a dead young woman from their own clan. She was pale brown, naked, dirty and lifeless.
"Oh god, what's going on?" Gerald suddenly said.
"Shut up!" Harold told him.
Maybe hiding behind the trees and bushes was not the wisest idea, they were about thirty feet away from the natives, but the bushes and darkness of the weather hid them well.
"What are they going to do to her?" Rhonda muttered her worried mind.
The skinny Indians grabbed the lifeless body to make it stand as another arrived with something in his hand. It looked like a knife made out of rock but extremely sharp. The tribe went crazy, banging on the ground with their hands, screaming in an old primitive language and laughing.
The chanting kept playing as they held the body up. The native with the knife walked towards the dead female, he yelled something and began to cut off the nipples, blood began to flow down the corpse. He then cut open bellow the corpse's navel. Blood spurted out and its guts burst out sliding down to the ground.
The guts had a yellowish red colour that disgusted everyone and some vomited including Violet and Rhonda. Some emitted a cry but covered their mouths immediately.
The man continued cutting in a circle and the rest of the natives happily watched. He grabbed the guts and pulled them out taking out the other organs that were attached too.
"Ah!" the Indian yelled to the tribe with lunatic eyes that widened and turned white. The tribe screamed and yelled their joy, the frenzy was getting intense. Petrified Arnold kept watching and wondered what in heaven's name was going on 'These are not the Green-eyed People' he thought.
"Woo laha!" The native continued, then, he held tight the guts once again and with a carnivorous way, he took a mouth full of the deceased's organ. The gut made a squishy sound as blood and other fluids flew in the air.
It was then that everyone vomit their last meals on the ground, they had never experienced anything like it, it was much too real for their eyes to bear. The scent reached their hiding spot, it smelled like rotten spaghetti and rolled their stomachs for some more vomit.
"What the fuck!" Harold screamed.
"Shut up! Shut up! You'll get us caught!" Gerald said trying to calm down Harold and himself.
"Oh fuck you!" Harold kept his whine.
"Please Harold, Shut... the… fuck… up!" Gerald didn't notice his voice got louder.
"You shut the fuck up! You fucking coon!"
Gerald lost all his patients when he heard that "Fuck you, you fat fuck!"
"Don't fucking call me fat, stupid nigger!"
"Guys please! Quiet down, they'll hear us, please! I am begging you!" Sophia said but Harold already had Gerald on the ground. The fight became louder, the fidgeted classmates and tutors did not know what to do. They glared at the natives twirling around, scared, waiting for the moment the natives notice their presence.
B. Syncopated Pandemonium
Harold smashed hard Gerald's face, his fist wouldn't stop punching Gerald, everything occurred fast and yet slow. The rampant noise reached the tribe's ears, they turned their attention to the horrified teens and men and made a hostile scream. The crew also screamed in fear and fled.
Gerald was still on the ground with Harold on top of him "Let me go!" Gerald begged.
Arnold, Phoebe and Helga tried to get Harold off Gerald but couldn't, his anger gave him more strength than usual.
"Shut up! Shut up! You'll get us caught!" Harold cried, he hadn't realized they had already been spotted but Gerald did.
Gerald looked to his left and saw the menacing tribe running closer and closer, panic overtook him. He grabbed Harold's face with his right hand and pushed his thumb in Harold's left eye, squishing it as tons of blood spilled out on Gerald's face. Harold cried in agony as Gerald threw him off and ran away with Arnold, Helga and Phoebe. Gerald took a glare back at the scene.
"Ah! My eye!" Harold cried "My eye! My eye!" he kept weeping holding his hands upon his eye. The cannibals reached Harold and took him away and his tormented screams said "Let me go! Ah!" Harold's sorrow faded away as Gerald and the rest fled catching up to the class.
It began to drizzle and they never looked back again only forward, running nowhere, through logs and pits, hills and even wells. Adrenaline made them run faster and the angry shouting of the natives slowly faded away and soon fear was all they heard. The class stopped jading and gasping for some air.
"Are they gone?" Curly asked.
"I don't know" Nadine answered and began to cry.
"Where is Roberto? Where is he?" Simmons desperately twirled around.
"I'm… here…" The guide said holding his hands to his knees, tried from the escape.
"Wait!" is everyone here?" Wartz asked with the gentle rain hitting his sweaty forehead. Gerald felt his heart stop, Helga, Phoebe, Arnold and him only knew what had happened back there.
"Harold is gone!" Stinky and Sid said at the same time, crying and covering their eyes.
Their sorrow made some cry too, others held it in. the situation they were living in that moment was unbearable, they didn't know what they should do or feel.
The weather got heavier too, the sky darkened the wild with its black-gray clouds. It was so cloudy and dark that everyone lost the scent of time, nobody knew if it was day or night. The wind blew like a hurricane making spooky sounds and the drizzle hit hard.
"As much as it hurts us to know Harold is gone" Simmons began "We must carry on"
"Yes! Let us leave now!" Wartz said but as soon as they gave the first step, the cannibalistic fiends ambushed them in a circle.
The teens screamed, they felt like a fly caught in the middle of a spider's web. Some turned around but there wasn't anywhere to escape.
"We're surrounded!" Roberto shouted "There is nowhere to go!"
The classmates braced themselves as the natives walked slowly down the hill towards them.
"We're doomed!" Velda cried.
"We are going to die!" Rhonda shattered on the ground.
The cannibals came closer to them with every step, threatening with their spears and knives. They laughed mocking their fear, some had complete white eyes, one did not have an eye, many had sharp teeth, their bodies were thin and muscular. They descended towards them with a doleful grin.
"I can't take this any longer!" Trevor suddenly shouted and ran regardless of the danger. The natives were astonished and some ran to catch him. Trevor had no luck, the carnivals caught him and staved him to death with their spears and knives as Trevor screamed like a little girl. Arnold took the opportunity and grabbed Helga's hand and ushered Gerald and Phoebe to follow.
"This way, come on!" He shouted running to a gap the cannibal natives had left.
Gerald and Phoebe did not hesitate and followed Arnold avoiding spears but receiving kicks and punches. They saw Trevor on the ground with motionless eyes, the wild people staved him through over and over again, making his blood splatter all around. Roberto the guide followed them and managed to escape too, others tried the same and naturally failed the attempt as the vast cult outnumbered the class.
The kids were on the run once again "Run run!" Arnold yelled.
"Where are we going?" Phoebe asked.
"Anywhere! Anywhere but here!" Helga shouted "Anywhere but here!"
"Hey Arnold!" Gerald told Arnold "Roberto is not far behind, we should wait for him!"
"Fuck the guide! He is as lost as we are!" Arnold's angry voice answered.
The teens agreed, they were on the run and waiting for someone would be fatal and a risky move. As the fleeing castaways ran deeper into the wild, Arnold felt he had already been there before, everything became so familiar.
"No wait!" Arnold suddenly stopped the rest with his arms wide open.
"Criminy Arnold! Are you serious? We're on the run for crying out loud!" Helga whined exhausted.
Arnold quickly glared around and pointed "It's this way! Come on!" and he ran to another direction full of twisted trees.
They came across a little creek "Yes! It's this way!" Arnold yelled excited "Come on! Follow me!"
C. Storm Signal
The gloomy skies thundered and from a drizzle it became a heavy rain, a dangerous storm wasn't far away. The impossible heights of the trees covered the sky but the gaps between them gave the view of a tremendous stone construction.
"It's the pyramid!" Arnold shouted full of faith.
The biggest pyramid you can imagine stood upon their eyes. It was old, covered with flora, algae and moss. It was like an old version o a skyscraper and on top of the grand construction was another bowl-shaped chamber.
"Let's go! We have to climb to the top!" Arnold told the others.
They galloped to the pyramid's stairway, it had many steps to the top and wet by the rain.
Arnold began to step along Helga but Gerald and Phoebe were taunted by an underground chamber and descended into the dark.
The aisle was moistly and long. The echoes of their footsteps travelled to the end, where the glimpse of a wood torch lighted the penumbra.
"Look, a torch" Gerald whispered.
"Let us fetch it" she replied.
They walked carefully watching their backs and got to the end were the fire burned.
"Grab it!" Phoebe ordered and Gerald stretched his arm.
"I can't reach it… give me a hand" Gerald gasped while he tried to fetch it.
Phoebe braced her hands and Gerald put his foot on them, but froze in the moment they heard a sound to their right. They twirled but the gloom was blinding. Both paralyzed when a jading grunt made them look at a man laid on the ground with his hands tied.
The way up the stairway was hard and heavy, Helga noticed Gerald and Phoebe weren't there.
"Where are they?" She asked worried but Arnold was drowning in his own thoughts, that he completely ignored her 'he must have gone insane!'she thought.
They kept stepping higher and higher, suddenly, an unstable block crumbled with Arnold falling along but Helga's wit grabbed his shirt.
"Ahh!" Arnold yelled.
"I got you!" Helga grumbled, they were very high above, the trees now seemed little bushes. The vertigo dazed their sight.
"Don't let go! Don't let me go!" Arnold shouted almost crying and moving his legs trying to step something.
Helga gritted giving all her strength "I'll never let you go! You hear me football head…never!"
The rain crashed hard onto her face and using all the energy she had reserved, Helga pulled him up again. They rested for a while and Arnold rushed again to the top.
"Arnold! Wait!" Helga feared he would fall again but he continued. Arnold felt how an energy prompted his way up.
The aisle was cold and fear spread fast, the man laid on the ground looked unhealthy, had a long beard and long dirty hair.
"Ayudenme… ayuda… hel… help… me" A weeping voice calmed Phoebe.
"Who are you?" Gerald asked.
"Wa…wa…" they didn't understand the odd man "Wa… water… please"
Phoebe reached her pack and took a bottle of water she had and helped the man drink it.
"Thank you..." silence was taken.
"So who are you? What happened to you?" Gerald insisted.
"You have to go… now! This place is dangerous, very dangerous… if they know you are here they'll come after you!" he said.
"It's all right" Phoebe said "Please tell us what happened? Maybe you can help us"
The man stood still, thinking and then he began "My name is Eduardo, I was an anthropologist long ago, but I was captured by a cannibal tribe…" he coughed, Gerald's heart beat raised when he heard his name, he immediately remembered Arnold's story "Me and my friends came here to rescue another tribe from a deadly disease but we were caught in a trap. Many were slaughtered to death, then eaten, my mates and I somehow escaped…"
"Miles and Stella" Gerald interrupted him.
The prisoner who called himself Eduardo stood mouth opened, shocked and began to stammer "you… you… you know… know… I mean... you knew them?"
"Well… not really… but… well you see… my friend, Arnold is looking for his parents…"
"Arnold! Arnold? Little Arnold? Arnold Shortman?" Eduardo's eyes damped.
"Yes! That's him! He found his dad's journal long time ago, in it was a map, and that's why we are here"
"You came here? Arnold is here?" He began to cry, tears ran down his cheek "Oh no… why … why… why did you have to come?" He kept weeping and lamenting himself.
Phoebe and Gerald couldn't understand his reaction, they thought he would be content to see them "Why do you say that?" Gerald asked.
Eduardo did not answer and kept his endless sorrow.
"Why Eduardo? What's wrong?" Phoebe asked softly.
"There is no hope, there is nothing… nothing…"
"Nothing?" Phoebe wondered.
The strange man snorted "We were in a trip to save the Green-eyed People from a fatal illness my friend Miles, Stella and I" he sighed "When we got there, they were all dead, we were too late" Eduardo wept some more "We didn't know why, we didn't even have a chance to check the cause of death because we were ambushed by an unknown tribe"
Phoebe and Gerald kept listening "They took our equipment and our crew… all of us… they were monsters, they began to kill us one by one, we didn't even know they existed. Miles freed himself and us and we ran away" he coughed several times and continued "I got hurt before we reached the pyramid, there was nothing they could do or so I thought, I 'sacrificed' myself to gain them time as they reached the pyramid. I thought I would be eaten alive, but they spared me, I don't know why, I still don't know why. They kept me as their pet"
"Why didn't you escape?" Gerald asked.
"I couldn't, I tried over the years and failed every time… they are everywhere, they know where you are, they know!"
"But… didn't you ever look for Stella and Miles?" Phoebe asked.
"I did" Eduardo began to breathe harder.
"What happened to them? Where are they?" Gerald hesitated, he couldn't bear to hear bad news but he had already asked.
"They are… on the top of the pyramid…" He sighed "Come on, we got to go, Arnold is in grave danger! Help me untie the ropes! Hurry!"
The rain became a really scary storm with thunder and tormenting wind. Many things flew in the air, logs, branches and dust. The wind would grab you and take you away. Arnold and Helga struggled through the storm and finally reached the top.
Wet, dirty and jaded, they walked towards the top chamber. It was more like a sanctum, dark and gloomy inside. A chill ran through their bodies as they watched the entrance.
"Are you alright Arnold?" Helga asked while a creepy sound of the wind flew by.
"I… I don't know… It's just that… well… this is the moment I have been waiting for… I am scared" Arnold fidgeted.
Helga smiled and took Arnold's hand and soothingly said "Come on, it will be alright… come with me" and she escorted him into the darkness.
D. Celestial Voices
The sanctum was gloom with dim light through the cracks. The ceiling was bowl-shaped, it had paintings with many colours but green was more noticeable. Walls made out of enormous bricks with symbols carved on them and a stone table on the middle. The stone table had a hole on the centre, like a tunnel, the length of it was a mystery, but it seemed deep, perhaps it reached the bottom.
Arnold and Helga looked around, stepping on small rocks on the floor. Soon Arnold noticed the pyramid belonged to the Green-eyed People, for there was a great Green-eye People symbol on the stone table.
They searched further into the sanctum, a shadow laid on a far corner but the penumbra blinded the sight.
"Look" Helga shook Arnold and paced to the shadows lying on the ground.
Both of their legs tingled, their stomachs felt thicker by every step taken as the shadows became clearer. Helga gasped terrified to what she had noticed. The figure of two corpses almost skeletons were laying on the corner. They hugged and it looked like they have never been moved in years. They wore green-yellowish clothes, with dirty boots, no equipment and one of the corpses still had bits of long hair attached to its skull.
"Oh no…" Helga muttered.
Arnold stood still with a lifeless expression that would pity anyone. He fell down on his knees, Helga was heartbroken by the scene. There was nothing she could ever do to cheer him up now, nothing, she bit her lip and let a soundless cry out and tears filled her eyes.
"I… I… I kinda knew this would happen…" Arnold stammered and the pitch of his voice was weeping. He peered at the skeletal hand and noticed he held some kind of paper. Arnold's eyes widened as he took the strange object.
"What is it?" Helga shyly asked.
"I don't know…" Arnold said as he unfolded the 15-year-old script. His nerves shocked him when he realized it was a letter "It's a letter!" He told Helga and began to read.
'This feels so strange, I don't even know why I am writing this, I must be out of my mind, but I hope one day it'll get to you my beloved Arnold. I am sorry, we are sorry, Stella and I. We failed our mission to save the Green-eyed People and now, we have failed you as parents' Arnold sobbed.
'We were unfortunately caught by an evil tribe, they took our belongings, they killed my friends, except for some mystical reason, I got this paper and pen… I managed to free myself and your mother and also Eduardo my friend, but as we fled your mother and I got hit by a dart that contained a deadly fatal disease or poison. We could of taken a cure but those cannibals took our things. We barely made it to this secret pyramid, the same one that saved us from the lava the day you were born. Sadly, it can't save us once again.' Arnold glanced around, the pyramid was not like he imagined 'The poison is inevitable, Stella is already asleep. It won't be long till I join her…"
Helga began to cry and knelt.
'I love you Arnold, we love you, your mother loves you, you can't imagine how, we are sorry, forgive us, be strong and one day we will all be together…'
Arnold's tears fell down on the letter. Finally he knew the reason, the truth about his parents, he felt relieved, free but extremely blue. He smiled as he wiped the tears from his eyes and Helga did the same.
The weather was the same, cold and thunderous, the storm roared its rage upon earth.
"I'd never thought I'd actually find you here you little prick!" A sudden voice alarmed Helga and Arnold.
Over at the entrance a tall man watched. Roberto the bizarre guide, soaking wet from the storm.
"What? What are you talking about?" Arnold asked, he was very confused, Helga had no idea what was going on.
"I knew those gringo explorers had a child, but I never thought I would find you here, I never thought you'd be stupid enough to come all the way here. After I heard your stupid story back there on the camp, I knew I had to keep an eye on you. Oh boy, I never thought this would happen, it was so unexpected, I had already forgotten about your parents completely" Roberto said very excited.
"But… why?... you knew my parents? Who are you?"
"Oh I knew them all right, they stole a precious orb of mine, and I swore vengeance!"
"Wait! Then you are… you are…" Arnold focused as he poked his forehead.
"Oh pardon me, I am called in many ways, I have lots of names but for you and your parents I am 'La Sombra' " Arnold and Helga made a surprised gesture.
"Did you kill my parents?"
"No, actually it was that damned cannibal tribe, you see, I brought a disease to the Green-eyed People to get your parents to come back and then murder them, slaughter them alive to death. But those fucking cannibals came out of nowhere and ruined my revenge. I never knew about your parents again, till this precise moment." Roberto began to step forward "Well, at least I can rage my vengeance on you and your little friend girl" Roberto laughed like a loon "Oh, don't weep, look on the bright side, you'll die here with your parents" he basked.
In that moment, Gerald and Phoebe walked inside the sanctum carrying Eduardo on their shoulders.
"What's going on?" Gerald yelled worried "We got huge problems! We must go now!"
"Shut up nigger!" Roberto screamed "Looks like you're gonna have to join your two queer friends. Welcome! Welcome to the Saucerful of Secrets!"
"What? Arnold, what the hell is this fucker blabbering about?" Gerald asked angrily.
"Gerald! He is evil! He wants to kill murder us!" Helga shouted from the corner.
Phoebe pulled on Gerald's shirt "Gerald, Gerald, they are coming" Phoebe fidgeted but Gerald ignored her as Robert came closer to him.
"Gerald, they are getting closer!" Phoebe twirled.
Gerald cringed as he yelled to Roberto "Get away! Don't come any closer"
Arnold and Helga jumped onto the evil guide's back holding him back from Gerald and Phoebe. Arnold smashed his fists and Helga bit his ear until it bled.
Roberto screamed in pain "Agh! Get off me you stupid cunt!"
Phoebe shook nervous, fidgeting and twirling around trying to catch attention "They are coming up the stairway!" she yelled to the hassle but no one listen to her. Phoebe began to back away from the entrance.
The thunder roared with heavy rain and lightning shone the whole sanctum.
"They are here!" Phoebe screamed in horror as she pointed at the entrance.
The cannibal tribe stood threatening, contemplating the fight while the rest stared at them, completely petrified.
"We're fucked!" Roberto stammered deep fear.
"I told you but you didn't listen!" Phoebe furiously yelled.
The natives advanced slowly first and then rushed to catch them as they tried to flee. Arnold took Helga running to the stone table and climbing it. He saw the tunnel in the middle of it, it was large enough for them to fit.
"Let's jump!" Arnold told Helga.
"Are you crazy?" Helga yelled, but there wasn't really any other choice "Ok! Let's do it!"
Arnold looked at the dark hole, it was pure black and nothing could be seen, but it felt very deep. He felt nervous as he peered to the black.
"Ok… on the count of three" Arnold yelled "One… Two…" Helga closed her eyes "Three!" They jumped together but something grabbed them both. The natives held them tight, everyone withstood but soon there were more natives holding them down.
"Let me go!" some groaned and others cried, the rain was so hard that it blinded everyone's sight. They were carried down the stairway, they could only hear the gasps and grunts of the cannibals, the thunder and crashing rain.
They were no longer on the pyramid, they all were dragged to the native's village. Gerald and the rest heard sorrows and noticed that the rest of the class were all there too, tied and thrown on the ground. Mr. Simmons cried and Wartz cursed the natives. Sheena yelled while Brainy faced down. Rhonda begged them to let her go, Velda screamed her voice was broken from yelling. Sid moaned he was feeling sick and Stinky prayed. Sophia and Violet hugged as they forgave each other for past events. Even Harold was there, without an eye and filled with blood. He did not speak or yell, the natives had eaten his tongue because he wouldn't stop screaming.
'Oh god, what will it be of us?' Gerald thought while the evil people imprisoned them.