You've got no time to lose, now that you know where the treasure is! It's time to get a move on! You glance back at the body of your nemesis one last time, and pause for a moment as your eyes rest on Pestilential Pete's peg leg. Hrmmm, maybe it would be a good idea to take that. After all, it's an awfully spiteful thing to do, and besides, you never know what kind of horrible beasts you may run into on the island. There could be Smurfs or baseballs flying around out there, and you don't want to find yourself wanting for a club. Best to travel with protection.

You turn back around and clasp your hands firmly upon Pete's peg leg. "Sorry Pete," you say as you tug on the leg, "I always did have a leg up on the competition! Nyuk, nyuk, nyuk!" You're still chuckling at your horrible joke when you realize that this leg isn't coming off. He's got it strapped on real good and tight.

Maybe you just need some leverage, is all. Planting your feet firmly in the sand, you lean back and yank on the leg as hard as you can, hearing a satisfying *POP* as the leg comes free and you go flying backward onto the sand. Holding the peg leg up in front of you, you smile as you examine Pete's erstwhile makeshift limb, studying every scratch and mark decorating it. This will make a fine club, a fine club indeed!

Presently you're shaken from your reverie, as you hear a strange *schlooork* sound coming from below you. Wait a minute, that can't be! There's only one thing that makes THAT noise! Your eyes dart downward only to have your fears confirmed! Piranha! And worse yet, LAND PIRANHA! Yes, it seems that our ol' friend Pete kept a school of Piranha shoved into his meaty stump just in case he ever needed them to quickly dispatch a foe, or if he was hungry for seafood. How ironic, you think as the piranha are gnawing through your ankles and knees, making you appear to shrink into the sand. It seems that your last act of spite against Pete turned into Pete's final posthumous act of spite against you! Well, you always did hate that bastard anyway.

START OVER, NIBBLES!