After a drive of about an hour into the night, we arrive at a huge yacht, brightly lighted.

There is a logo on the hull and several men in uniform and dark glasses are waiting. In the distance, I can hear engines, more speedboats are approaching. "Ralph, what is this? Who are all these people?" I ask somewhat anxiously. It looks like a war is going on at sea. Ralph nudges me closer to him, and believe me, with the few clothes on my body, his warmth comes in very handy. It seems he and Esis don't feel the icy chill of the wind.

"Those are the security guards, my...