Due to either a malfunction in the Doghouse of Justice’s guidance system or the unraveling of the space-time continuum, I have found myself not back at the university, but instead, stranded on some deserted beach. Under other circumstances I would simply return to the Doghouse of Justice and leave this forsaken place, but unfortunately it seems that coming here has drained its power supplies, leaving it immobile. I find myself stranded here with a strange, half-dressed, squinty-faced, heavily-armed fellow who seems to be suffering from some sort of paranoia. But is he paranoid? Or merely prudent? Soon enough, the answer will be revealed …
My new friend, who calls himself George, appears to have lost something of great value which he cannot find.
As we search fruitlessly for his contact lenses, George becomes increasingly agitated, until finally he insists that we must leave the area. I am reluctant to abandon the Doghouse of Justice, but he is quite insistent, and his palpable fear is contagious. Finally I agree to accompany him up the rocky cliffs surrounding this sheltered cove.
We have no sooner hidden ourselves behind an outcropping when George’s nervousness is proven to be justified — a cadre of strange and hideous creatures emerges from farther up the beach. They warily approach the Doghouse of Justice with a feral mix of curiosity and fear.
In all my months of adventuring I have never seen anything as terrifying as these monstrous things. An involuntary cry of horror escapes my lips — did they notice? Will they come looking for us?
Fortunately they are preoccupied with the Doghouse of Justice and do not seem inclined to brave the cliffs to seek us out. But now they are loading the Doghouse onto a wagon and preparing to take it away, and with it, my only chance to escape this misbegotten world. I have no choice but to follow them to their village, try to recapture the Doghouse of Justice, recharge its capacitors, and make my getaway. This is clearly the most difficult and dangerous task I have ever faced; but I will succeed, because I am Dennis the Vizsla, and I never give up!
