May 1961 - The Village Of The Crocodile Worshipers - Knives at ready, the drums pound and the jujumen fling themselves into a wild dance a prelude to their fantastic feast. The old man stood by the side of the small lake and called shrilly across the water. Suddenly there was a series of ripples in the calm lake dark shadows moved swiftly inwards just under the surface. Grey scaled snouts emerged by the bank, and massive jaws snapped open and shut, showing rows of jagged, murders teeth.