Thomas and Peter were on a mission to rescue savage souls, the plan being to convert them to God-fearing believers. Arriving at the remote village to which they'd been assigned, they were pleasantly surprised to be greeted by the natives with warm enthusiasm. Tribal dancers festooned with brightly painted masks put on an amazing show for their guests, then led them to a rough plank table laden with fruits and vegetables, next to which two huge cauldrons of soup sat simmering in the fire. An old man who was apparently the chieftain presented Thomas and Peter with gourds filled with some kind of fruit nectar, then lifted another to his lips, motioning to them to do the same. Both men found the nectar to be delicious and drank it down eagerly. That night there was much feasting in the village, bellies that had long gone hungry were now round and full; Thomas and Peter were never seen or heard from again.