Everyone ready to find out what the devils are up to?

Peter: No! I wanna get out of here! I don't care what the devils are doing! I'm scared! :( :((

(Mike just makes a face.)

Micky: This is weird, even for the devils! :P

Davy: Where is everyone? :P

(We open high on top of a mountain, surrounded by thick forests. On the top of the mountain is a small cabin. The cabin seems to be surrounded by several handmaidens with swords, daggers, and bows and arrows. The camera moves inside, past the attractive but Spartan furnishings that give it an almost elegant Asian air, to one room in particular.)

*The camera stops at the bedroom, where we find Lauren asleep on a bed.*

(Alex appears in a black light. He goes to Lauren and sits beside her. He leans over her and kisses her gently.)

Alex: Wake up, my beautiful Mother.

Lauren: *Eyes blink open...and widen. She pushes against the headboard and wipes her mouth with the back of her hand* Alex!

Alex: Yeah, glad to see you, too.

(Handmaidens enter with simple purple silk pants and blouses and frilly underthings. Another pushes a tea cart in.)

Alex: Hungry, my sweet? Don't worry, it's not drugged.

Lauren: Not drugged? I've heard THAT one before. :P

Alex: No, true this time. I want you to be comfortable here.

Lauren: *folds her arms* I'm not hungry.

Alex: (Grins) Well, if you're not hungry, we could always do other things. ;)

Lauren: I'd say I'd rather eat if that thought didn't just make me nauseous.

Alex: Aw, come on babe, how could I make you nauseous? Is the food really that bad?

Lauren: It ain't the food, it's YOU!

Alex: (Gets closer to her) Me? Now Babe, that's not fair...

Lauren: *pushes him away* I don't care if you LOOK like Micky! It's the fact that you're a DEVIL that makes me sick!

Alex: I don't see what's so bad about that. It has it's perks. (He snaps his fingers; Lauren can no longer move) Like making someone who’s stubborn do what you want.

Lauren: Dammit, Alex!

Alex: (Strokes her head) Now babe, you brought this onto yourself. (Moves his hand - her hand moves) You won't do what I want you to do, so I'll make you do it.

Lauren: No!

Alex: This will be fun. A nice little Mother dolly. (He puts his hand on her waist - she puts her hand on his)

Lauren: You son of a bitch! X(

Alex: What, not having fun? (He puts a hand on her rear - she puts her hand on his)

Lauren: *tears begin to form* No!

(Alex pulls her to him and kisses her passionately. He finally pulls away, grinning.)

Alex: I liked that. How about you?

Lauren: I hate you.

Alex: And I love you, but you knew that. (He rubs the side of his head, much as he did Emma's) I didn't want to mess with your mind, but it looks like it's necessary.

Lauren: Stop it!

Alex: Don't resist me, Babe. I have the Savage. I know where he is. I've already had a little bit of fun with him. (Smirks) I could have a whole lot more.

Lauren: Leave him alone! I...I'll do... *can't get the words out*

Alex: You'll do what? You can't even move without my say-so.

Lauren: *in barely a whisper* ...Do whatever you want...

(He gently pushes her down onto the bed and strokes her head more, rubbing it.)

*Lauren whimpers.*

Alex: (Whispers into her ear) You're mine now, Mother. Forget the Savage. Forget the others. Forget everything. Just be mine.

(He wraps his arm around her, and she does the same.)

Lauren: ...I won't forget them...

Alex: You will soon.

(Fade out as Alex covers Lauren gently with his body and pulls a satin sheet over them; fade in on Valerie and Peter hurrying through the garden. They finally make it into the back of the hotel.)

Valerie: (Keeps her sword drawn) This is crazy. Did you see that huge hibiscus with the sharp teeth?

Peter: Or the huge dandelion shooting out all that yellow dust?

Valerie: Let's go find the others. I think Mike said they were on the thirteenth floor... (Sound of moans) Hey, what's that?

Peter: I'm not sure I want to know after what we've already seen and heard!

Valerie: Maybe we could ask that nightman at the desk. He may have some idea.

(They make their way to the lobby. The old man is in the same position he was left in, reading a magazine with his feet up.)

Valerie: Excuse me, sir?

Nightman: (Looks up from the magazine) Yes, miss? Is something out of order?

Valerie: (Mutters) You might put it that way. (Out loud) We were, um, wondering about some of the plants in the garden.

Nightman: Fine garden back there, very fine. Some of them are real exotic species, nothin' usually seen in California.

Valerie: (Mutters again) No kidding. (Out loud) How many guests use that garden a day?

Nightman: Can't rightly say, miss. Don't keep track of who comes and goes. I'm just the nightman. I make sure everyone checks in.

Valerie: What about checking out?

Nightman: (Nods at the door) Why don't you go see what's going on in the dining room? Should be dinner on by now.

Valerie: But...

Nightman: I have to use the rest room. Kinda busy... (he heads off...but Valerie doesn't see him duck over to a phone in the hall. He picks it up and dials a number) Milady's suite, please. (Pause; then) Milady, you ain't caught all of them. Those damn movin' plants didn't do their job. There's two of them movin' around. I sent them to the dinin' room. (Smirks) I know some of the demons an' slaves are eatin' there. I'm hopin' that'll take care of 'em. (He smirks evilly.)

Peter: *scratches at an arm* I don't like this, Valerie.

Valerie: I don't either, but I say we should check the dining room. (Smiles) At least there won't be any man-eating plants there. Keep your weapon out, though. There might be something else lurking around.

(They head down the dark, shadowy hall to the dining room. Valerie turns to Peter and smiles as she pushes open the massive swinging doors.)

Valerie: After you, dear.

Peter: No, after you.

Valerie: Well...ok. (More serious) Stay close to me, Peter. Who knows WHAT'S in here?

Peter: Right.

(They walk into what seems to be a cave in a dark, dank region. Groups of demons and occasional humans, mostly men in simple shirts and trousers, stand around a huge table filled with what looks like the roast version of a giant, lizard-like animal. It even has an apple in it's mouth. The demons all gather around and eat hungrily, sometimes throwing scraps to the humans. Others growl and play with each other, or attack the humans, poking and pulling and throwing them around.)

Valerie: Oh my GOD. Where the hell ARE we?

Peter: Uuuuhhhhhhh....

Valerie: Unless someone did some creative stonework, this does NOT look like any hotel I've ever seen.

(They make their way around the demons, until one demon grabs Peter.)

Peter: Vaaaaalerie!!!

Demon 1: Hey, you! Slave! You stay here! This our dinner! (Grins) You be my new toy! I like toys! Milady say we can play with slaves if we don't hurt parts she likes!

Peter: I'm not a sl...slave! Vaaaaal!!

Valerie: Milady? Sheila. Figures. (She cuts the demon's arm. He grabs his arm and lets go of Peter with a whine)

Demon 1: Hey, you not nice han'maid'n! You make me hurt!

Valerie: I'm no handmaiden, pal, and that's not a slave. (She brandishes the sword at him as she and Peter move across the room) If you or anyone else come near us, you'll get worse.

Peter: Let’s get out of here!

Voice: Hey? (Peter turns suddenly when he feels a hand on his shoulder. The hand turns out to belong to a young man with light brown hair) Hey! I know you! You're Peter Tork, aren't you? You're one of the Monkees, the naive one who always got into trouble! :D

Peter: Ye...yeah. Who are you?

Man: I'm...(frowns)...I don't remember who I am, but I love you guys! Your specials are classic, man! And your music...just outta sight! :D

Valerie: You don't remember who you are?

Man: I...I think I'm someone...somewhere...

Valerie: Where are we?

Man: This is where the demons eat and have fun.

Valerie: (Ducks away from the demons wrestling) Some fun.

Man: They're a little rough, but.. (One of the demons lift him up, hold him by his feet, and starts pulling at his limbs, laughing as he screams)

*Peter's jaw drops to the floor.*

Demon 2: This toy's fun! He makes lotta noise! Make more noise! (He raises the man to bash him against the floor)

("Salesman" begins as Valerie smacks the foot of the demon with her sword. He drops the young man, who scrambles away.)

(Several more slaves come up to Peter, giving him handshakes or slaps on the back or requests for his autograph. :D)

*Peter is completely swamped with fans figuratively and, in a few cases, literally.*

(Valerie slices a demon who is about to shove one of the slaves in his mouth. He makes a face. He wasn't going to eat him, he just needed to pick his teeth!)

(Valerie jumps on several demons who had just picked up Peter and some of the slaves. She concentrates...and they all turn into rocks.)

*The end result looks suspiciously like Stonehenge.*

Valerie: (Makes a face; over the music) That's not what I had in mind.

Peter: Maybe not, but it worked. ;)

Valerie: Whoa! Duck! Here comes the offensive squad! (She pushes Peter down in time to allow a bunch of demons to jump over them and into a bunch of other demons. Those demons hit them back, and soon, every demon in the room is hitting and punching and throwing each other around.) Whoa! (She barely manages to push Peter out of the way as a demon comes crashing into the wall next to them) We'd better find our way out of here!

Peter: *points in the direction where they came in* This way!

(They head out as the music ends, just barely managing to make it through the opening when two demons go crashing into where they'd just stood, knocking each other out.)

(Cut from the retreating Valerie and Peter back to the small building on the mountain where Alex has Lauren. She lays under the blanket, wide-eyed; he's standing and pulling his pants back on.)

Alex: Damn, babe, you are the best. Are you sure you never did this with anyone else before the Savage got a hold of you? ;)

Lauren: Oh, shut up.

Alex: I don't get it. (Sits next to her) You should be good and confused by now.

Lauren: *glares at him* What? Because you did...that...however many times?

Alex: It worked on the Scholar.

Lauren: I'm not her.

Alex: No. You're much cuter. (Grins) And MUCH better in bed! ;)

Lauren: *sarcastic* Gee, thanks.

Alex: Why don't I have some more fun with you? (He waves his hands in front of her, making her rise and draw close to him) Do you remember when I had you in the Mustang? (He runs his hands over her...parts) When you agreed to join us?

Lauren: *tries to not gag* Unfortunately, yes.

Alex: (He draws her nearer) How would you like to consider joining us again? Remember how much fun it was?

Lauren: I probably don't have much choice, do I?

Alex: (Begins kissing her neck) Not really.

Lauren: Can't believe this is happening...

(We fade out as Alex gets further up her neck and pulls her down onto the bed again, laughing softly and evilly.)