Captured by the gremmocks, the aliens from another planet or dimension, Miss Leticia Finche and her trusty guide, Mel, are about to be interrogated by a rather sinister looking contraption resembling an octopuss. The Commander of the gremmocks has recog- nized Mel as a member of an old enemy race. These two races from different planets have had many wars over the millennia with Mel's, or as he is known on his planet, General Reevaal, race being mostly victorious in their last altercation about 500 years previous. 'This will be most interesting to see what information I can get out of you, General Reevaal!' exclaims Comm-Sukk, the commander of the aliens from the island below. 'I think I shall enjoy the looks on your face as this instrument probes deeper and deeper into your memories. Perhaps I will discover a way for our race to overcome yours in our next encounter? Hmmmmmmm?' Just as the probing instrument hums to life, the space ship is rocked by some heavy turbulence. 'What is going on?' yells Comm-Sukk to his chief engineer Gor-Lekk! 'Commander! We seem to have been caught in a tractor beam! What shall I do?' cries Gor-Lekk! Before anything more can happen, General Reevaal and Miss Leticia Finche disappear as a transporter beam spirits them both off the alien's flying saucer. They are transported onto one of General Reevaal's scout ships. His comrades there are busy as well, directing a few companion saucers that are demolishing the island below! As soon as the General and Miss Finche are safely aboard, the order is given and the saucer of Comm-Sukk and Gor-Lekk is vaporized in an instant. No debris or other artifacts to leave behind to betray anyone was ever there. The same thing is happening to the island below. Once all the saucers of General Reevaal regroup, there isn't a trace of what used to be a wonderful fantasy island. 'We had to eradicate these vermin once and for all!' says the General to Miss Finche! 'We should have done it at the end of our last war, but there were more pacifists in control then. These people never learn. They were planning on bringing a large contingent of their armies here to your planet through the portal on the former island below. It wouldn't have taken them long to subdue your planet with their superior weapons and technologies!' The General explains the histories of his species wars with the gremmocks to Miss Finche. She is quite amazed with all this information. The General apolgizes as he explains to her that he will have to modify her memory before he returns her to Bermuda because it is still too soon for earthlings to learn about aliens and how to access outer space. The General takes Miss Finche back to Bermuda. His saucer has better cloaking properties and can't be detected by anyone on the island. After modifying Miss Finche's memory, he transports her back to her hotel room just before the two airplane pilots knock on her door. Miss Finche answers the door. The two pilots wish to take her out for supper. The chief pilot has just come from the hospital where Steve, the leader of the expedition, has been treated for some rare and complicated virus or other. He is on the mend, but will have to spend another day or so under hospital care. The two pilots and Miss Finche walk down by the pier just as a fishing boat comes into port. It pulls up in front of them close enough for them to see huge smiles on the faces of the two fishermen on board. The boat is overflowing with fish! 'Looks like they had a pretty good day fishing!' says the chief pilot. Miss Finche looks at the two fishermen and has a strange feeling! 'Where have I seen those guys before?' but shakes off the question. She and the pilots resume their trek to the restaurant and have a great meal together. A few days later, Steve gets out of the hospital. The first thing he does is hire the two fishermen to take him and Miss Finche out to look for the island mentioned in the diary. Once they get to the coordinates from the diary, all they find is an empty sea! Not a trace of an island can be found in any direction! 'Well, guess this was a dead end!' exclaims Steve! 'We might as well pack up our bags and go back home!' 'I agree, Steve! It will be a relief to get back to more familiar surroundings. There is something about this area that gives me the creeps!' 'I'll notify the pilots!' says Steve. 'We can leave in the morning.' Thank you for your generous support during the telling of this little story! I greatly appreciate all your kindnesses commenting and giving me most invaluable suggestions along the way! This really made for a most enjoyable experience for me and I hope you followers got something out of it as well.