...I often felt sick inside this horrible mouth. The goo was crawling up around the teeth, over the slippery tongue and down into the stomach. I was ever so lonely when the puffles left, I had nothing to do, nobody to talk to, just myself. I thought about giving up ~ but I didn't want to. I could feel the monster swaying in the sea, I slowly headed for the mouth to see where we were, I opened the mouth and I saw something so beautiful, I fainted!