He ran as fast as his sore legs could carry him, away from the tower, right into the fog, only to be greeted with the same familiar structure in front of him yet again, he had made a mistake.
With a few hesitant flaps of newly formed wings, Eddy was able to take flight and carry himself skyward, above the dense fog and away from the dark tower.
Now, as a bent over crippled old man, in the mouth of the dark deep cave, nothing stirred and he thought he was all alone in the world, until a tiny glowing light bounced around up ahead, further into the cave.
Until the little bouncing light up ahead shot towards him and burst into a millions oily sparkles that slipped his suckery grip, landing him flat on his spongey face.
Eddie just allowed himself to be carried along the dark cave until it opened up to a colossal amphitheater whereupon he was plonked into a small purple pool of strange liquid, all the while thousands of pairs of yellow eyes gazed upon his odd sponges sucker-skin form.