Admael left the main bar room, looking perplexed. Copper watched her go curiously, wanting to ask what the matter was but thinking that it might not be polite to do so. More lightning flashed, and the heat was still as bad as before. Maybe no-one would leave the Tavern tonight.

The carpenters pounded the last board in place and came in, stomping and yelling. An irate Ducky ordered them to quiet down, and the carpenters sat down and ordered drinks. The red glow of the sunset was fading, and darkness set in. Someone turned the lights on, and card games were resumed. Copper sat in the corner, waiting for full dark to fall, and ordered another Carrot Juice. Blackie laughed at a joke, and another rabbit hushed her. Somehow loud noises seemed out of place today.

Finally Copper judged it time to go, and she slipped ouside. Squelching through the mud, she was heading for the far side of town when the street lights flickered out, shadowing the town with dark. Maybe she had better go back to the Tavern. She made an about-turn and hurried back to the Tavern, for she had a bad feeling about this.

When she got there, the windows were dark. She walked in the door and moved over to where Ducky sat, drying mugs in the dark. "Ducky, why did the lights go out? D'you know?" Ducky shook her head nervously. "Is it the turtles, d'you think?" Copper shrugged. "Maybe. Where's Bluez?" Ducky sighed. "Dunno. I think he left." Copper sat down, watching the door. The fixed-up jukebox was off, and the only respite from the lingering blackness was the occasional flash of lightning. And then, in the momentary brightness of day when lightning streaked accross the sky, Copper saw a sea of figures silhoutted against the light. They were heading for the Tavern.