Monstercat's Journey

Chapter 4.5: Outside This World

It was the day of the launch and I was prepared. It was my time to do the unthinkable.

Three hours before takeoff I snuck past security, thinking it would be smooth sailing from here on out. My plan? Sneak on board the ship and secretly fly to Earth along with that stupid feline. But just to my luck, there were many more obstacles to pass. Miles of hallway just to get to the control room. Fortunately, I had pickpocketed a security guard's pass, allowing me to get through the locked doors with ease.

Ten minutes to launch, I was almost there. Monstercat was inside the ship. I ran as fast as I could in the maze of tunnels and hallways.

There was thirty seconds to takeoff and I could see the entrance. There was just one small problem: It was all the way on the other side of the building.

"Thirty, twenty-nine, twenty-eight," a person spoke over the intercom that echoed throughout the entire government building.

I had no choice other than to make a last minute decision. I grabbed a chair from behind me, and started banging on the glass that separated me and the rocket. A few hits later, a policewoman appeared in the doorframe to my right and a policeman appeared to my left. I hit the glass one more time with all my might, as it would make or break (no pun intended) my chance of going to Earth. The chair crashed through the glass spinning through the air and eventually landed beside the rocket.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven."

The police lunged at me but it was too late. I jumped through the large hole in the middle of the glass onto the handles that were left when the workers built the rocket.

"Four, three, two, one."

I felt a large burst of weight as I fought against gravity to stay on the handle. I looked down at the ground. There was no turning back now. I was miles off the ground. Also while looking down, I saw a few shards of glass from when I smashed the chair slowly ripping into the gas tank. I assumed it would be fine, as it was ripping at a slow pace.

I looked down into my backpack and stared at my only friend for this trip. He was a small robot I built myself out of scrap parts from a dumpster. I always had an inside joke with myself that he could see into the future. Thus, I named him Predict Bot.

"It'll be okay, Predict, we're about to see things that we have never seen before." And with that, we left the planet.