Luckily, the beam spared the Lucky Fisherman, his fishing buddy, and the Foxy Warden. The heat of the beam did not evaporate too much of the already low river either. They looked at the river closely, and noticed that all of the fish in the river had been starngely affected by this phenomenon. They all looked to each other and shrugged. "Bow your heads for Bob and Fisshgal, they were people of the best caliber, they loved and fought for this river."

They decided that the super secret hot spot hat become "too hot" with all the molten rock. They decided to pack up and head for another fishing spot.

As they packed up the rig, The Fox spotted Bob's mangy piscatorial cap that he never takes off lying by the river. "Maybe they weren't vaporized, maybe they were transported to a different time and place?

They drove off....