As Slick rose from his slumber. He was greeted by the morning sun, and the typical high Southern humidity. He sighed. His mind had been wandering all over last night. And while wondering, he had a epiphany...one true moment of clarity. He saw a twisted knot of roads, all converging at his feet, and each one leading in a different direction, as he took a step forward, the earth seemed to move under him...before his eyes, all the crooked paths and lanes disappeared...and only one remained....a perfectly straight path, leading off in the distance towards The Golden Light of Happiness. It was then that Slick began to doubt his motives of the past, and the things he had done. He began to fear the vengeance-driven creature he had become. Miss Barky had opened up a whole new world to him, one of goodness, instead of the dark machinations he had known for so long. He wondered, should he put on his old brown shoes? Put on a brand new shirt? Get up early for work at a decent job, and try to make a humble living?

Such were the thoughts of his mind. In the fresh light of the morning, he decided forthwith that he would change, reform, repent. In fact, he even had set his mind on heading to a bank at the next port, and to try to release the medallion from the bank in South Dakota. Then his mind could be free....and begin to channel his energy into a new devotion...

--Slick Philly Matt