"...have just invited this young lady up to my room to see my etchings of -"

"No, don't say it!" screamed Gretchen.

" - the Jazzoctopus!" finished Gunther, naming the much-feared mythical marine monster.

Gretchen began to tremble. Ursula stared at her. Just then a black cloud passed over the face of the sun, a chill wind sprang up, and ...