Dave
A metal barrel, shaped like hive
It is filled with flesh
And the flesh is ALIVE!
Eww. That sounds creepy. Where are you going to find something like
that?
Now BOTH Dave and Barbara are in the mirror. You look for what you
need to complete the spell, but the type is smudged. You can't
decipher what the last word in the sentence is. You rub the page with
the edge of your shirt to discover a riddle:
