Ten feet of snake had already entered the garden. The thing seemed endless. "Take it easy," said Lazar. "Let's all concentrate and think it away." They tried to erase the snake, but it just rolled its big red eyes. "That won't work," said Vera. "Her subconscious is still fighting us. Part of her must _want_ the snake here. We've _all_ got to be together to erase it." Marsha began to cry. The snake advanced another two feet. "Oh, quiet!" rasped Lazar. "Ollie, do I have your permission to bring my dragon into the garden? He'll make short work of the snake." Brunei scowled. "You and your dragon.... Oh, maybe it'll work." Instantly, the green dragon was in the garden. But it was no longer five feet long and bovine. It was a good twelve feet long, with cold reptilian eyes and big yellow fangs. It took one look at the snake, opened its powerful jaws, and belched a huge tongue of orange flame. The serpent was incinerated. It disappeared. Brunei was trembling. "What happened, Lazar?" he said. "That's not the same stupid little dragon." "Hah ... hah...." squeaked Lazar. "He's ... uh ... grown...." Brunei suddenly noticed that Lazar was ashen. He also noticed that the dragon was turning in their direction. "Get it out of here, Lazar! Get it out of here!" Lazar nodded. The dragon flickered and went pale, but it was over a minute before it disappeared entirely. * * * * * _Six months out_: _Things_ wandered the passageways and haunted the cabins. Marsha's snake was back. There was Lazar's dragon, which seemed to grow larger every day. There was also a basilisk, a pterodactyl, a vampire bat with a five-foot wingspread, an old-fashioned red spade-tailed demon and other assorted horrors. Even Oliver Brunei's friendly Saint Bernard had grown to monstrous size, turned pale green, and grown large yellow fangs. Only the Spanish garden in the common room was free of the monstrosities. Here, the combined conscious minds of the ten crew members were still strong enough to banish the rampaging hallucinations. The ten of them sat around the fountain, which seemed a shade less sparkling. There were even rainclouds in the sky. "I don't like it," said Bram Daker. "It's getting completely out of control." "So we just have to stay in the garden, that's all," said Brunei. "The food's all here, and so is the Omnidrene. And _they_ can't come here." "Not yet," said Marsha. They all shuddered. "What went wrong?" asked Ingrid. "Nothing," said Donner. "They didn't know what would happen when they sent us out, so we can't say they were _wrong_." "Very comforting," croaked Lazar. "But can someone tell me why we can't control _them_ any more?" "Who knows?" said Brunei. "At least we can keep them out of here. That's--" There was a snuffling at the wall. The head of something like a Tyrannosaurus Rex peered over the wall at them. "Ugh!" said Lin Pey. "I think that's a new one."