When Bunny, Arthur and Steve arrive back at the beach settlement, Chucky is swinging in a hammock, talking to a girl in a bikini, who is smoking something aromatic and home made.
Hi guys! says Chucky. How was the climb?
Awe....amazing, says Steve.
But not fatal, says Arthur. How long are we staying?
A few days, or whatever..., says Chucky.
Yeah... whatever, says the smoking girl, sashaying her hips.
Bunny does not like this girl. And she can hear jet skis. She doesn't like those.
Arthur and I, we're thinking of leaving, says Bunny. We don't like jet skis and stuff. We might head off.
Don't go! says Steve. There are dancing classes. And diving. And romantic nights by the campfire.
O please, says Bunny. Anyway, we have to get back. We're expecting a delivery from Dubai.
Steve and Chucky are not interested in the delivery from Dubai.
Arthur pulls Bunny away. He has seen a sign to the reading room. They go there.
In the reading room Arthur looks at some maps. Bunny looks over his shoulder.
Look Arthur, says Bunny. We're near St Nicholas Island! Let's stop off there.
Stop off! says Arthur. We aren't going anywhere without a boat.
This gives Arthur an idea. Come on Bunny, he says.
Taking the map he and Bunny go down to the shore. It is sunset. The sky is purple and gold.
They wade out to the wooden yacht that they arrived on with Chucky and Steve, and climb on board.
Arthur weighs anchor and they sail away in the direction of St Nicholas Island.
Wow Arthur, you're good! says Bunny. I didn't know you could sail.
Neither did I, says Arthur. But it seems fairly easy.
And it is. Soon they arrive at St Nicholas Island, home of old ruined churches and tombs.
It is rumoured to be the burial place of Saint Nicholas. Saint Nicholas likes it that way.
He doesn't like visitors.
But he is about to be rudely disturbed.
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