Now that we're fed, who's ready to begin?

Peter: I don't want to begin! I want to leave! :o

Mike: What in the HELL is goin' on? :o

Micky: I guess I'm ready.

Davy: I don't like this. :P

(We begin in darkness. Mists surround moist, deep-blue air and grey rock. Mike lands hard on the rocky ground. He's just barely looked up when a group of beasts of various sizes - some of them demons, others unknown monsters - grab him. Some yank his arms behind his back. Others hold his legs and ankles down. Still more wrap their claws and hands around his mouth. Others hold his torso to the ground, sitting on his back.)

*A pair of feet appear in front of Mike, a pair of sandal-clad feet, leading to bare legs. Mike looks up the best he can, but Alex leans face-to-face.*

Alex: Hello.

(Mike growls and struggles, but the monsters hold him firmly.)

Demon 1: (Cockney accent) Ain't this the one you 'ad a particular dislike for, Mr. Alex?

Alex: *Pats the demon on what would be its cheek* Smart. This is him.

Monster 1: He's an angry one! I don't think I can hold him for much longer!

(Mike moves around as best he can under the monsters and demons, glaring at Alex with undisguised hatred.)

Alex: I have just the thing. *pulls a pocket watch from his pocket; shrugs to the camera* I'm gonna hypnotize him. What did ya think I'd use? A spoon?

(Mike growls and turns his head away.)

Alex: Hold his head still. This won't take long.

(Two of the demons grab Mike's head, but he tries to squirm away.)

Alex: *sighs at the incompetence of the demons* No, no, no... *motions to a particularly large demon* You! Tie him against that wall over there. *points, but there's no wall...*

(The demon does so, somehow managing to attach Mike to what seems to be nothing more than dark, forbidding mist. The mist itself curls tightly around Mike’s wrists, arms, legs, and ankles. Mike struggles as hard as he can.)

Alex: Excellent.

Mike: Damn it, Alex, what are you doin'? Where am I? Where's Em? You better not have done anythin' stupid to her. I know what Sheila did to her the LAST time she was pregnant! She still has nightmares about it!

Alex: She remains unharmed. Sheila gave specific orders not to damage her. You, however, are more than fair game.

Mike: Like hell I am. You ain't touchin' me.

Alex: *holds up the pocket watch* That’s what you think.

Mike: I ain't stupid enough to fall for that again, Alex.

Alex: We'll see about that. *slowly swings the watch back and forth*

(Mike only looks away, ignoring it.)

Alex: *snatches the watch* One of you fools hold his head so he'll watch!

(One of the rock monsters from "Dream World" grabs Mike's head and holds it straight, making sure he stares directly at the watch.)

Mike: Ow! Hey man, that's my neck you're yankin' there!

Alex: *to the rock monster* Thank you. *dangles the watch and begins to swing it again*

(Mike glares right at Alex, his angry expression never changing, though he does sweat.)

Alex: Keep your eyes on the watch, Knight...

Mike: (Mutters) This is so corny.

Alex: Just keep watching.

Mike: If you want me to keep watching, could you change the channel? (Shaky grin) Got any western re-runs on?

Alex: *leans in closer* Wouldja rather stare at my face?

Mike: Your face? No way. The watch is better lookin'. At least it ain't been attacked by a weed whacker lately. (Smirk) Or...oh yeah? That was your double who attacked you, wasn't it? Your original?

Alex: *growls* Original? Hah! I'm the new, improved version! (Snorts) And that was a lucky shot!

Mike: Improved? How? You look like a dead, skinny tree with a goatee.

Alex: *snatches the watch again; grabs Mike's chin with his free hand* Better than looking like a scarecrow in shorts! *pauses; gives a sideways glance*

Mike: I'm stronger than I look. We do train, you know, maybe not as much recently because of the movie... (Chuckles) What do you train with, Tinker Toys? You don't look like you could pick up two Lincoln Logs without straining your back. (Growls) Alex, that hypnotizin' thing just ain't gonna work, so you can return me to my wife now...

Alex; Oh yeah, like I'm gonna fall for that. (Smirks) Let’s see how you like this! *runs his fingers over Mike's throat* No more wise-ass comments.

(Mike glares at him, sticks his tongue out, and turns his head away. He still won't look at the watch.)

Alex: Come on! *jabs his finger at Mike's nose*

(Mike shakes his head, trying to loosen the mist on his ankles and legs enough to kick him.)

Alex: Didn't like that? *pokes at one of Mike's ears this time*

(Mike tries to pull his head away. His ears and nose are very sensitive, thanks to the "wolf" in him.)

Alex: Don't like that, either, huh? *pauses, then snaps his fingers* I have an idea! *makes a TV screen appear directly in front of Mike* How about a movie?

(Mike raises his eyebrows and turns away again, but a demon grabs his head this time.)

Alex: *to the demon* Thank you. *to Mike* A little entertainment.

*The screen flickers to life, revealing Emma laying on a bed.*

(Mike's eyes widen, and he lunges for the set.)

Alex: (Wags a finger in Mike’s face) Looking, no touching.

(Three demons have to hold Mike now as he struggles to get Alex and the TV.)

*On the screen, Emma's eyes open. She stretches and grins. The screen shows someone's back as they move towards her. The figure leans over her and they kiss. A mass of curly hair tumbles in front of their faces, blocking the lip-lock.*

(Mike looks from Alex to the TV in anger and horror, struggling as violently as he can.)

*Alex grins smugly. Still only seeing the man's back, he climbs onto the bed. The camera cuts between the look on Mike's face and Alex looking smug, while noises are heard from the screen, but the video is aptly avoided.*

(Mike looks at Alex in horror as he comes to him. He shakes his head; he doesn't believe it. His eyes are wide and frightened, though.)

Alex: Nice movie, huh? Sure was a lotta fun to make.

(Mike shakes his head, trying not to believe it; he tries to attack Alex, but three of the monsters kick him hard in the sides and stomach. He sags, then tugs a bit more, but not quite so violently. He finally settles for a glare.)

Alex: *stops the movie screen* I have more, if you're interested.

(Mike shakes his head, turning away from Alex.)

Demon 2: What are we gonna do with him, Master?

Monster 2: (Pokes Mike's ear again, roughly this time; Mike's mouth opens in a silent squawk) What's with this guy's ears n' nose, anyways?

Alex: Let’s just say it's the wolf in him. Watch. *alternates poking hard at Mike's nose and ears. At one point he even does a Three Stooges bit, swiping at Mike's nose.*

(Mike screams silently, then glares at Alex again.)

Demon 3: (Rushes in) Master, the Savage is ready. Milady and her slaves are preparing the Mother.

Alex: You two... *motions two demons over and hands each of them a stick* Here. Use these on the Knight. Poke and jab him whenever you feel like it, and don't forget to occasionally tweak his nose and ears. I have other business to take care of.

Demon 2: (Grins, showing sharp spiked teeth) Sure!

Demon 3: This'll be fun! (He pokes Mike's nose; he tries to move away, but a monster with a long, scaly tail wraps around Mike’s neck tight enough to keep his head from moving.)

Alex: Wonderful. *disappears in a black light, his Cheshire Cat grin still hanging in the air*

*The current room fades to black. We fade in on a dreary area. Most of the plant life is dead or dying, and the air is heavily grayed. We see Micky sitting against the base of a dead tree, poking at the ground with a stick, his free hand propping his chin up.*

Micky: *glances around* Where the heck am I? Why is there no one else around? And who...am I talking to?

(There's a black light in front of Micky. When it subsides, Alex and two demons stand in front of him.)

Alex: Hello, Brother.

Micky: *eyes narrow* You.

Alex: (Points to himself) Me! (Points to the demons) Them! (Grins) Now, let's see if we can get him to use two syllable-words!

Micky: Ha ha, very funny. What're you up to this time? *motions around* Bad breath?

Alex: Oh, just a lovely place I like to roam in. This hotel is full of them, you know.

Micky: *eyes widen* This is part of the hotel?

Alex: In a manner of speaking.

Micky: Lemme guess. I have to figure out how to get out of here, right?

Alex: You're smarter than you look. (Smirks) Sometimes.

Micky: Gee, thanks. You're one to talk, hmm? *standing* So, what's the game?

Alex: It's simple. Find your way out of here. (Pats the demons on the shoulders) And try to dodge these two. They like to play rough. (Thinks) And there may be some other creatures roaming around here, too. I'm not sure.

Micky: Gee, that's all? :P

Alex: Nope! (The two demons grab Micky's arms) I'm going to leave you with a few...parting gifts. What fun is a game that's too easy?

Micky: *struggles* Parting gifts? I know that can't mean anything good.

Alex: First of all, I can't have you thinking. (He rubs Micky's head in the familiar circular motion until he slumps in the demons' arms, panting) Second, (he rubs Micky’s hands; there’s a black light around them) we're going to make sure you can't use those. After all, you won't be having fun with my little Mother for a long, long time. You won't need them.

*Micky whimpers, unable to do much else at the moment.*

Alex: (Whispers into his ear) Oh, we're going to have so much fun! I have a nice, soft bed all prepared for her. Quiet, too. Won't squeak when we go to town and wake up every dimension in this hotel.

Micky: *sucks in a noisy breath* Bastard.

Alex: I like it when they're feisty. (Grabs Micky's chin and plants a big, wet kiss on his lips) How was that? Good practice for Lauren?

Micky: *spits* ...Hate you...

Alex: Aww, you don't like me, Brother?

Micky: *shakes his head slightly* No... :P

Alex: Such a shame. I was hoping we'd be a team someday...

Micky: ...Bullshit...

Alex: After all, I am a part of you, and you're a part of me.

Micky: ...Unfortunately...

Alex: We could still be partners, though...IF you survive this dimension.

Micky: ...I'll survive...but won't be partners...

Alex: Then you won't survive. (Nods at the demons) Let him go...for now. Let's see how well he does without those hands of his.

(The demons do as bid and release Micky.)

*Micky slumps to the ground, but he manages to prop himself up on his arms, his hands flat on the ground and unmoving.*

Alex: Have fun, (sneers; hiss) brother. (He disappears. The demons turn to Micky and lick their lips, grinning.)

Micky: *eyes widen* Damn...

(We leave Micky looking at the hungry demons slobbering on him and fade in on the garden in the back of the hotel. Valerie and Peter walk in the garden, amid beautiful trees and colorful, exotic flowers and plants of every stripe. Valerie sighs, taking a long, deep sniff.)

Valerie: I'm glad we decided to do this, Peter. It's so peaceful back here.

Peter: It isn't nearly as lovely as you.

Valerie: (Blushes) Oh Peter, you're so sweet! (Leans over and kisses him)

*They part the kiss as giggles and moans are heard from behind the bushes. Peter's smile fades.*

Peter: Did you hear that?

Valerie: (Frowns) What?

Peter: It sounds like...umm... *blushes*

Valerie: (Raises her eyebrows) Yes, yes it does. We seem to have found the other guests.

Peter: Maybe we should move on a little ways.

Valerie: Good idea. (But they practically stumble across more giggling just behind the bushes...this time coming from THREE people) Or maybe not.

Peter: *frowns* I'm really starting to not like this.

Valerie: We just need to find a less-crowded part of the garden. Come on. (Valerie takes his arm and tugs him along the path to a secluded gazebo, surrounded by huge flowers, long hanging vines, and graceful trees) See? This is much better.

Peter: Much better.

Valerie: You know, I can almost understand what got those kids so horny. This place makes a person want to...do things.

*After several moments, Peter feels a tug at his shoulder. Peter puts his arm around Valerie and feels her put hers around him.*

Peter: I thought you already had your arm around me.

Valerie: (Raises her eyebrows) I didn't, but... (puts her arm around him) There. (Snuggles into his chest)

Peter: This is nice. *feels a tickle behind his ear* That tickles!

Valerie: (Nuzzles his other ear) Not that ear, dear.

Peter: I could've sworn... *trails off, enjoying Valerie's nuzzling*

(They're so involved in their nuzzling, they don't see the vines crawling slowly around them.)

Valerie: Peter (as she necks him), is that you tugging my hand?

Peter: No. Are you brushing at my back?

Valerie: No...what's that sou...

(The vines suddenly tighten around them as "Good Clean Fun" begins. The vines are almost wrapped around Valerie and Peter when there's a dark blue light...and suddenly, the vines around Valerie fall to the ground. Valerie holds her short sword with the jewel-encrusted handle. She slices the vines around Peter and grabs his hand. The vines follow them into the garden.)

(Valerie barely dodges a tree that tries to grab her. She whacks off two of it's limbs. It whimpers and draws back, holding the injured limb.)

*Peter's bow appears in his hand. He shoots at any plant moving on its own.*

(Something takes a flying leap at Valerie. She ducks and pulls Peter down; when they turn, they see a huge flower-creature try to attack them. Peter pins his petals to the ground while Valerie stabs his center...drawing a sticky substance she finds to be honey.)

(Another plant, a Venus Fly-Trap, reaches for Valerie, wrapping it's leaves around her and knocking her sword out of her hand. It lifts Valerie to put her in it's gaping green mouth.)

*Peter shoots at the Venus Fly Trap. It drops Valerie and sounds as if it's actually in pain.*

Valerie: (As the music ends) Let's get out of here! (Sighs) I know, honey, you were right and I was wrong. There's something nasty going on. We have to find the others and warn them, if they haven't found out already.

Peter: *nods* Let’s hurry!

(The two head out, pushing and shooting their way through flora that tries to grab them.)