The Missionary looks down on her astonished "my God it is true! A white woman alone in the middle of the Amazon Jungle? How did you find her Puja?"
Puja turns to the Missionary "Puja fish along river. Puja see woman crawl out of jungle and fall into water. Puja then pick her up and take in canoe to mission. Puja very upset. Woman look sick. She sleep in canoe all the way to Mission."
The Missionary scratches his chin. "Well i bet she is tired. It is two hundred miles from Puerto Maldonaldo. That would be a long walk for sure."
Puja nods "woman have no shoes, little clothes. She say she just want water. Nothing more. She just sleep."
The Missionary sighs as he watches Clara sleep "well we will let her sleep. I can imagine when she awakens that she will have one fascinating story to tell."
It is the next day, one hundred miles from where Clara watched the volcanic plateau implode before her eyes. A local native Indian is watching over her as she sleeps in a bed.
A white man runs into the cabin where Clara lies sleeping,
As she emerges from the tunnel Clara hears a tremendous roar behind her and overhead. The volcanic mountain on which the Green Demons lived is imploding, falling in to itself. Soon it has disappears forever.
After crawling for what seems like hours though the terrifying dark tunnel, Clara feels fresh, humid air ahead. In another fifteen minutes she comes to plant life. She breathes a sigh of relief as she realizes that she has successfully escaped the land of the Green Demons.