. . . . . . . . . . POSEIDON (Cont'd) . . . . . .(praying) Oh great beast of the deep, north loch, on behalf of Amphitrite I command you to bring forth the petty land dwellers. Bring them from your great dark waters and spit them out in the grand hall where justly they shall be sentenced for their barbarous crimes against nature! Act quickly now! Make haste, and bring the fawns to the lair of the lion.

While Poseidon continued his last speech, the boats have entered this room (still in darkness) and stopped in front of a giant, curved movie screen. The sounds of a raging storm surround the guests, while the screen shows Nessie (seen only during a series of well-timed lightning strikes) swallow one of the guest boats whole (also on film). The filmed Nessie then comes straight for the guests with her open, gaping mouth. Accompanying effects (such as hot, smelly air blasts, bumps on the bottom of the boats, mist and sound effects) give guests the illusion that they've been swallowed whole by Nessie.

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As soon as the film is over, the guests' boats start to move into the next scene - still in total darkness. The fury of the storm has been replaced by the inner sounds of a sea serpent.

We now hear an eccentric, old voice (Nereus) read the following poem accompanied by strange, spooky music (ala David Bowie's "Future Legend"). His voice follows us into the next room.

. . . . . . . . . . NEREUS . . . . . .(poetically) Down in the depths, as the great, slimy beast slithers through the cold waves of the endless ocean, the mighty creatures of the sea flee in terror at the sudden sight of this imposing monster from the great, northern loch; while held inside her, in her long and grimy throat, the innocent fugitives, kept in the dark and travelling towards her cavernous stomach, try to comprehend their fate.

The boats are now in the next scene.

NOTE: To better the effect of Nessie only being seen during the lightning, fast-moving lens dowsers will be employed on the projector so as to return the screen to total black between lightning strikes.

It is still pitch black. The guests have entered, following the voice of Nereus, the Old Man of the Sea. The spooky music has subsided, and Nereus now speaks in a more normal manner.

. . . . . . . . . . NEREUS (Cont'd) Good day, mortals; allow me to announce myself. I am Nereus, the Old Man of the Sea. I have come forth to shed some light upon your condition.

The room lights-up. The guests find themselves sailing down the slimy throat of Nessie. The sides of her throat are dark green. Large veins are pulsating along the walls of the throat while mucous slowly drips down along the sides. There is a fishy smell, but not so potent as to make the guests ill. The throat is barely big enough for the boats to travel down - if a guest stood-up, they could almost touch the top.

. . . . . . . . . . NEREUS (Cont'd) A most treacherous situation, as you can now grasp. Poseidon's wrath has entangled you in the need of death, oh woeful humans. But alas, I see the goodness in your hearts and I know you weep with the gods when the thundering death wreaks havoc in our domain. But hear me now, oh mortals - the will of the gods is not turned suddenly! Poseidon's might is great. I would defend you if the power were in me; but no, the Old Man of the Sea is no match for Lord Poseidon, the Great Earth Shaker. Do not despair, however, for like the monster's throat you now find yourselves in, hope is long - and we have a long travel before reaching the end.

As the guests travel on, the throat grows wider. They now are entering the stomach.

A larger, darker and greyer version of Nessie's throat, much like the insides of Monstro, the whale in "Pinocchio." Here the boats can "pile-up" if necessary. Along with the guests in their boats, the stomach holds an elderly castaway on a wooden raft. He is eating a raw fish while "chatting" with the guests. Once again, the following is only a sample of his dialogue, as it will need to be expanded in order that the guests do not hear him repeating himself.

. . . . . . . . . . CASTAWAY Do I dare believe what my eyes witness? More fugitives from the sea and the curse of Poseidon?!? Oh, be warned O' unlucky travellers for the doom of the gods follows you like a evil shadow. Out! Out!! Begone with you! This arrival means you are hateful to the immortals! Voyage forward before the gods rekindle their hatred towards me! I beg you not stay. Do not seek a means of escape from me - I have no right to see on his way, none to give passage to any man whom the blessed gods hate with such bitterness. I am but a poor man, cast from Apollo's light like a guppy from a fishing man's net. Oh, woe is the man who incurs the wrath of the gods.

At the appropriate interval, four boats are let out of Nessie's stomach and sent out through the throat (see the description on page 30), which is a long, slightly declining flume in which the boats pick-up a bit of speed before splashing-down into the next scene.