Apparently in order to find the otter, we have to go visit this guy Manchas, who was driving the car when Emmett Otterton went crazy. He lives in the Rainforest District and is a Jaguar. I don't ask too many questions about these things. I just go with it.
So we go to talk to him and the otter fucked his face up pretty bad. Or at least his right eye. I don't know what kind of shit an otter's got to go through to do that, but it had to be something serious. The best part of this story? Well, I convinced him to let us in so we could talk to him about the "Night Howlers" whatever those are. So he goes to let us in and then suddenly he goes just about as crazy as the otter must have gone, because he's trying to kill us. Basically, we're about two seconds from being dead if we don't think of something, so what do we do? Actually manage to think of something. Go team or whatever. This involves a lot of running and a lot of rain and trees. We almost escaped when Carrots nearly fell to her death. I think I actually care. Ugh. That's annoying So I distract the dangerous jaguar while she gets up and then cuffs him to a post. Once that's happened, we go to escape, only to have me nearly die and Carrots saved me...even if she did eventually get us both trapped in vines by the end of it.
Then the police, show up. Obviously. Supposed to be a good thing. Only of course it's not. The Chief's an asshole, which is no surprise. She tries to explain what happened and he doesn't believe her. So he demands her badge because you can't believe a fox. Surprise surprise, folks. Not a trustworthy witness. So naturally I told the guy to fuck off and reminded the Chief that we still had ten hours to find the missing otter. Seriously, fuck that guy and the rest of them. And this is the shit I face, only the shit I faced was 'you can't trust a criminal' more than 'you can't trust a fox'