"So you can talk." Joao struggled back onto his feet, wincing in pain. He put on his best act, hoping his words and manners showed no sign of his fear. He positioned himself directly in front of the phone booth. "You are not the one giving orders around here. Explain what in the hell is going on right now. What happened to this town? Why do you have horns? Why are there tigers, who the hell was that creepy kid on the phone! I won't go easy on you this time if you don't cooperate." He slinked his right hand around the back of his waist, as if he had a gun waiting to be drawn any second. If only that were true.