[Fred]

Bob was rowing in his fish boat on his way to the south. But he was caught by a very deep fog and he was lost.

"(Angry Mudokon sound) I can't believe it! "Go to the south Bob" the almighty raisin said. South my a**.

As the situation was getting really worse the cool breeze of the south was getting him a little bit more relax. When he heard a sound that made him more relax.

"Ah, the delicate sound of falls. FALLS??!!!"

So he jumped out of his boat and swimmed fastest as he could to reach the river's bank.

"Woah! my boat!" He shouted very loudly. "Now, where am I?"

It's right at this moment that the fog was clearing, he saw it, his final goal, the great horn of the reunion. It was looking like a great wood machine with the form of a chanting Mudokon. It was looking very old, it's been a long time since anyone ever used it.

"Well, it's look like I reached it."

So he climbed over the great tree where the horn was installed. When he reached the room where he is supposed to use it, he saw some draws on the walls.

"Well, if I understand, I'm supposed to chant in."

So, he started to chant, and then, the machine started to chant like him too. The chant was repending all around the continent. All the sicks Mudokons working in the breweries doesn't hear the call, they're souls were lost forever, in the darkness of industries. But the others Mudokons, working in the fields, in the villages and in the temples heard it.

"That's, that's the great reunion call." A Mudokon said.

Including the young Mudokons were undersanding becose of they're instincs. All the free Mudokons Answeres to the call and all stopped they're work and started marching direct to the ancient Mudokon forteress in a massive exoddus. After some hours of chanting to be sure all the Mudokons heard it, he was pretty tired and said with high breathe;

"Well, the mecanism is started, we can't stop it now."