In which our heroes and heroines, a few with rug burns, reunite to assess the damage. They never did explain the satanic choir music, but there it is again. It sure is scary. And that, friends, is only the teaser. From what we can see, these ranged from a close approximation of hell on earth to at least a couple of mad nights of uninhibited euphemisms for sex.
Candles burn, signifying passion.
Wax drips, signifying melting. Alison says that her favorite part of the dream date was spending 12 hours in a cave with Kaya. It occurs to us that she has a couple of tangible qualities he probably finds attractive as well. But for Kaya, this is primarily a journey through a vast uncharted forest of new-age euphemisms. Valerie can think only of Kaya.