Monstercat: Origins (Part 1)

Chapter 10: Night Thoughts

Camon returned back to the hotel safe and sound, other than having a few strange encounters with drunken aliens. He wandered the empty, quiet halls of the beautiful hotel, eventually coming to a purple V torch. He examined the torch and found some small text. The text read, "SaVant Co. 2018 PROPERTY OF CULT." Camon stepped back and heard a scuttle behind him. He whipped around to see red eyes disappear around a corner. A small purple light glowed below Camon's chin. He glanced down and noticed the crystal was glowing again. He looked back at the pillar and started tiptoeing towards the shadow with red eyes. He noticed a little green light above the red eyes, the same place the camera was on the Mangle he encountered earlier. Purple V torch light gleamed off of the shiny metal of the terrifying possessed robot. The crystal got brighter and brighter as he got closer. Suddenly, an arrow flew by Camon's chin, and he heard a clink on the ground. He saw his crystal on the ground across the room, the pendant skewered by a purple arrow. A figure in a purple cloak came out from the shadows, a twisted wooden bow over his shoulder. "Why hello Camon, I came to tell you, your father is beginning to think you are getting too curious, so he is taking your most important possession. Basically, you are grounded." the figure said, a smile as twisted as his bow creeping across his face. "What, how did you know where to find me? What do you mean grounded? WHY DID YOU NEARLY SHOOT ME???" Camon interrogated, getting increasingly louder with every word. "Listen kid, I had a mission, get the pendant from you and return it to your father. Now, my mission is half complete, and I don't have any time for any of your pointless questions. I'll be on my way now", he said as he turned to walk away. "By the way, my name is Archer...", he said with his back turned. He continued walking towards the gear door, pulling out his orb. A claw reached around the pillar and the red eyes peered out again. This time there was a metallic growl, and the Mangle was airborne. Camon glanced at the cloak figure as the giant gear door closed. The Mangle landed and peered towards Camon. Camon was quick and dashed for his hallway. The Mangle was close on his heels and he could hear it. Camon yanked out his room key and shoved it into the lock. Grinding metal and a metallic whimper were heard down the hall as Camon twisted and yanked the doorknob. He slammed the door and rolled onto his floor. He jumped up and twisted the lock. The door clicked and he jumped onto his bed. The entire hotel was silent. Camon's head was mad with thoughts. It took a while for his terror to wear off, but soon he was dozing off on his bed.

(Dream)
Man in a lab coat: What do you mean there wasn't any quantium? There is always some at the core! (Fade out)

(Fade in) My son... He is getting too curious. The deeper he digs into the history of the Cult the more he's going to hate me. We cannot have this nonsense. We need to send a fleet of Mangles into the hotel to chase him into the cafeteria. I need you to get his room key and get The Creation of the Cult. Do not let him use his savantium crystal to fight through to his room. Make sure the other aliens stay safe... got it? (Fade Out)

(Fade In) !!!CRASH!!! (Picture from Chapter 2 media appears) (Fade Out)

(Wake)
Camon shot up from his bed. His heart was racing. He had remembered all of his dreams distinctly. He immediately knew one of the dreams were true, because he could hear screaming aliens, and that could only mean the Mangle hordes had been let out in the hotel.