You look down at the pile of manure and a chill goes up your spine. Swiftly you throw on your pants and Zip them back up. Your tail flops back ou despite your efforts to tuck it inside. Face turning white you turn and look at yourself in the mirror. To your relief, you look as you always have. "What to do" Races through your mind and then in a rush of impulse you run out of the bathroom and down the midway. Your running starts at a fast clip but soon you slow and come to a stop at the huge gates to the island. As you look up at them...