[jahn]

Finally the fourth chapter, I know that it took forever. Why? Because I was at my families, and my computer broke down and got a laptop. And installed Microsoft Word, and thats why It took forever
Heres the new chapter
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Chapter Three: Meet the Mudokon Tribe
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When I woke up, I was going to Necrum, but I was halted by a tribe of Mudokons and they were very pissy at something. “So, you are the intruder that tolerate in this land. OUR LAND, you will go to prison and you will be executed by your nightmare,” said one of the Mudokon tomohawkers. “B-b-but I d-d-didn’t trespass your l-l-land,” I stuttered. “You know what side your on, eh. Be a man god damn it and be honest,” the Mudarcher told me sternly. I told the Mudokons, “Let me tell you the story, first I worked at RuptureFarms XXL or Infinity what ever it is.” “You mean RuptureFarms XXL, you are a worthless bastard, now you will pay the price,” said the Tomohawkers. “Please knock the bullcrap off.” A female Mudokon voice appeared. “So, you are the mudokon that escaped from Searing Garage, eh. Let me tell you my name, Jahn. My name is Nali, the step-daughter of Bigface. You are the troubled one from that dump,” Nali introduced and asked me. “Um, yes, I am Jahn, trying to escape the piece of crap. I was in a concentration camp, almost got eaten by a steef. And ran away and those bird portals were teleporting me in the wrong way,” I explained my story. Nali just said, “NO, don’t talk stuff about Mudokon’s magic.” “Okay,” I agreed.
Few days later, I went to Mudokon school, in Monsiac Lines and I got taught the right Mudokon way by a teacher named Alf. He also runs his buisiness, Alf’s tea and rehab. That’s where I went for checkings. That day, Alf checked my body, and told me “So, Jahn, you drank Vodglukka. Vodglukka is a strong alcohol beverage for mudokons, estimately a hundred more, you will be fat like a paramite brood mother. I recommend you don’t take that, or you will be dead meat.” “How can I be dead meat when I am already chubby,” I said. “You are already about to have fatness problems, need to trim down. How about this, you go to Scrabania and theres a running machine. In fact, theres a scrab awaitin for you. Scrabs are savages that kill in there sight, even though they do not have eyes to sight and nose to scent, but their senses are very sensative. They kill in sense and eat, even their own species they eat. Except for tamed scrabs, they don’t care about killing everything,” Alf explained to me. “I don’t want to get involved with danger,” I said to Alf in a scared way and a childish way. Alf told me, “Every Mudokon has to survive. You are the one unique Mudokon needs to survive. So heres your new pet scrab, Wolfy. He can be your losing weight pet.” I flinched at Wolfy, and Wolfy roared, and howled in happiness, but he was in a very big cage, not a crate, but in a wooden cage. And Alf opened the cage and told Wolfy, “It’s alright boy, this is your new playmate. Be gentle and nice, understood.” Wolfy shook his head and came to me and danced on two feet and stood on four this time and howled. This will be a rude awakining for me. Ughhh!!!!!