Part 3: A departure from the story
"What now?" asked a chastend looking Melancholia.
"We must press on," Misanthrope asserted.
"NO!" said rahvin firmly. "We must rescue our friends."
"Oh, come on, they're probably dead and I'm hungry," Thanatos whined, just before a rock hit in the head.
"I heard that!" a distorted voice yells "We're not dead yet motherfucker. Now GET US THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!"
"Apologise first!"
A silence falls, then a sotto voice can be heard
"I'm sooooooooooooo, sooooooooooooooo sooooooooooooooorrrrrrrieee..."
"Now rescue us!" a second voice growls.
"What are actually going to do though?" |ngenius mutters.
"Look, we're free... and the others are here... well, I think they are anyway."
"I shall go to them," rahvin announces bravely "I shall guide them out."
"How do you propose to get to them?" Alfred asked.
"Damn you for being sensible! However..." Rahvin picked up a thread, made it a sticky thread with his special moderator powers, then hurled it to their position, and waited for them to pull him in...
"I can't see whats so special about making things sticky, I do it all the time," Hearse mumbled, although his voice faded off quickly...
"Ok, I'll get them out, you proceed," Rahvin called.
The two groups go ahead, and pass out of the mountains, arriving in the daylight to see...