Anyway, Berz, who knew nothing about what was going to happen next, just started blankly, then suddenly broke down. After 5 minutes of sobbing, a blinding flash suddenly appeared out of nowhere and out of that light came..Stir and Stir?? They dropped down onto the ground, dazed. They were also llamas. "Guys?" Berz asked, rubbing his eyes, hoping his friends wouldn't find out that he had been crying. "Berz?" Slip said, confused. "Guys, we need to talk," Berz said. After 5 minutes of briefing, Slip and Stir finally understood why they had come here. "So, how do we get out of here?" Stir asked. Suddenly, another blinding flash of light came from nowhere. Out of that light came a... old guy??? He dropped towards the ground just like Slip and Stir did. "Uhhhhh," the old man groaned with pain. He looked about 96 to 96 years old. "Alright, let's get down to business." "Uuhhhhhhh...who are you?" Berz asked, confused.
"I am Mr. Jenkins!" The 95 year old man exclaimed. "Didn't you know?