So much to see as looking around and Dan stepped off the sidewalk curb only to hear a man yell, "Whoa!"
There looming ever so large was a Red colored stagecoach, its angry looking driver, and eight panic struck donkeys doing the work of hauling the eight passenger coach. "Hey there, watch out and keep the mind alert, you could get hurt by having eight donkeys and a coach run you over." The large as muscular a man, the coach driver said to Dan.
"I am sorry," said Dan to the coach driver, "I just got here and there is so much to see!"
"Be careful," the driver yelled, as next he swung his whip what cracked loudly above the heads of his donkey team, as he yelled, "Giddy-up!" As then the donkeys all strained to begin again pulling the large coach, as each passing donkey looked as eyed Dan, making him feel ever so foolish.
Dan walked with added care across the busy street, only to step up on the far side and there meet two muscular security guards wearing red and dark navy blue colored jump-suits.
"Hey mister, what you trying to do get yourself killed?" One of the guard types said to Dan.
"No," Dan replied as he turned to walk away from the two security guards, he feeling again as humiliated.
"Halt," Yelled a guard, "We are not done warning you..., you just walking away as if nothing happened, to me you are either rude or stupid!"
Dan only wanted to have some fun and maybe an adventure with some hot babe while he was there at the Park. He did not wish to be rude, even if he felt embarrassed. Turning to face the two big men, Dan began to apologize, "Sorry, but from what trouble I caused, I do feel foolish."
As one of the guards removed his handcuffs from off his belt, he received a radio call to investigate a possible rape/molestation of a woman by a rowdy satyr type. The guards moved quickly to begin running past Dan, as along the street, they turning left at the next corner and were gone from sight of Dan.
Dan thought about what he had overheard, and wondered if what the security guards heard was a code word or if there were an attack by a satyr on a woman. The wonderment of it urged Dan to take to following the security guards. Dan ran after the guards, as he turned the corner, he was tripped and fell forward down on the paving brick side street.
"Sorry buddy, but I need somebody to help me, I got to get off this accursed island." Said a voice to the direct left of where Dan found he was lying on the brick street, a couple feet from where some horse had left a pile of yellow hay manure.
"What," Dan said as he turned to see crouching as hunched low behind a bush was to the astonished eyes and mind of Dan, he saw there a real, live Greek satyr. "Are you for real...!" Dan asked.
"Yes, I am sorry to say, but I was not born being like this, I had to come here and be gang raped by a herd of male and female satyrs. They are infectious, having highly infectious bodily fluids, semen, vaginal fluids, saliva, and urine, not that I drank piss. The herd sire mixes his urine with wine and the semen of several other satyr males to make what they call, "Mead wine." The wine is more than infectious, it causes the mind to change, making a person wild crazy for wanting of sex, vaginal, oral, or anal, if you drink their wine the sensed need, as lust is unbearable."
"How can I help," Dan asked the furry fellow.
"Go buy me some clothes to wear to cover my furry self, and I will do my best then to stow away on the ferryboat." He said to Dan.
Dan began to size up the satyr as figuring of what size clothing might fit the fellow. "You stay here and I will go buy you something to wear." Said Dan, as he got up and began walking toward the main street shops.