WARNING!
You are entering the Crazy Zone!

We stared at the sign. It was about a meter high and two meters wide, the size of a coffin.

"Holy Smokes!" Figaro said. "There ain't nothing here! It's a friggin wasteland!"

Darlene got that look in her eyes she gets when she's going into one of her Voodoo trances.

"No, Darlene!" Figaro said. "Don't go Voodoo! Not now!"

Winston tapped his cane on the hard soil. "Let her trance out. It may tell us what happened to Crazytown."

Darlene's eyeballs rolled up so her eyes showed nothing but the whites. She raised her arms and began to shake and shimmy. From deep in her gut came a voice like a dead whale. It said...