It takes a while, but eventually Wahida comes to what looks like a small farm... or ranch.  But there's at least half a dozen hell hounds roaming around.  None as big as the one from last night, but all of them much larger than normal dogs.   Oddly enough a grizzly looking man carrying a whip is also walking around the ranch, occasionally shouting commands at the hell hounds.   He looks human, except for his midnight black skin, and a cock that hangs down to his knees, even though it's soft and flaccid.