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"Slime monsters never do," Edward admitted. "If you get us too near water, it can
become very messy."

"Look," Delores interjected as reasonably as she could. "If you're really sorry, why
don't you take me back to the beach?"

Delores felt droplets of slime hit her exposed neck and arm.

"I can't," the Slime Monster admitted with a quaver in his voice. Could that be a
quaver of fear? What, Delores thought with a shiver of her own, could a slime
monster be afraid of?

"It was the Zeta Ray," Edward explained.

"You're afraid of the Zeta Ray?" Delores asked incredulously.

"Slime monsters know no fear," Edward insisted. "Mostly, we know slime. But still,
there is something I cannot place my incredibly slippery finger on, something about
that Zeta Ray, and the Change—"

Edward's voice faltered, as if, despite his protestations, there were certain things even
slime monsters didn't want to think about.

Delores was once again aware of sounds in the darkness. The screams redoubled,
even more bloodcurdling than before. And this time they were accompanied by other,
softer noises, like the tearing of cloth, the rending of flesh, the splintering of bone,
and the clacking of long and pointed teeth—almost as if, Delores reflected, something
was being eaten alive.

Delores decided she didn't want to reflect any more.
"We may not have long before the Change starts all over again," Edward continued,
as if he had finally found the courage to say what was in his heart, or whatever similar
organ beat within the Slime Monster's breast. "And once the Change begins, who
knows what is next? No, we must •be married as soon as possible. And then, of
course, there's the honeymoon to consider. And what about the china and silver
patterns?" The monster sighed. "So much to do, so little time."

China and silver patterns? Delores also decided to put any thoughts of marriage to a
thing made of muck out of her mind. She'd never get out of here if she descended into
despair.

Instead, she asked the first question that had come into her head upon her arrival in
this dreadful place.

"But—why here?"

"Here?" Edward's voice sounded surprised, almost shocked. "Where else could we
go? This is home."