The morning after

It was hard for Dirk to sleep that night. It had nothing to do with the fact
that the team had been attaked by psycho ape hybrids intending to devour them.
Keto was on the branch below him, constantly wimpering. Finally, the doctor
stopped. Dirk pulled his hat back over his eyes and went to sleep.
The next morning, Dirk awoke to find only Harris up. He prentended to sleep a
little longer until Smegg awoke. Harris made a report to White Wolf, and the
team made their way to the river bank. They unpacked three inflatable rafts and
loaded the equipment into one and the passengers into the others. Dirk had now
named the secutiry folk on his away mission: Goon #1 and Goon #2(he thought
about Ass-clown #1 and Ass-clown #2, but it took to long to say). Goon #1
piloted the boat with the equipment, while Harris and Goon #2 piloted the
passenger rafts. Kayn made sure not to get into Harris's boat and sat next to
Dirk in the other raft. Keto and Smegg rode with Harris.
As the rafts ran quickly down river, the current was very fast, Kayn hung his
hand over the side and cupped the water in it. "I wouldn't do that if I were
you," Dirk told him.
"Why not?"
"Well, we've already seen what's on the land around here. No telling what's in
the water."
Kayn pulled his hand out quickly and wiped it dry. "WE SHOULD BE THERE IN A
COUPLE OF HOURS!" yelled Smegg from the raft in front of them.
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