13th-madman

The Plain of Nightmares does not exist in the same way our world does. Reality itself is spread thinly, and consequently it is a place of almost constant darkness, and even when there is light, it does little to alleviate the gloom. Nothing grows in that desolate land, and its inhabitants, hideous creatures that roam in search of what little prey can be found, are not truly alive. Shear reason dictates that they can't possibly exist, but all reason is lost at the sight of such monsters. They crave life, and any unfortunate who inadvertently enters from our world is swiftly hunted by the fiends, and slain simply to harvest the life energy that

  At this point it must be noted that Wraith's emergence, and Eggman's subsequent defeat were part of only one of several chains of events that had begun to unfold that morning. The first began several hours earlier when a G.U.N sensor station in the middle of nowhere reported what it referred to, somewhat unassumingly, as a high tachyon count coupled with a general breakdown in the laws of thermodynamics. Further observations eventually determined the location of the anomaly, and a robot probe was dispatched to identify a cause. The robot entered the impossible area, transmitted that nothing appeared out of the ordinary, and abruptly disappe

Scene 3 Basement, now relatively tidy. Mutarn and Frankenstein are sitting at a table, fiddling with a monster in a cardboard box. Frankenstein:   Done! Though hardly satisfactory. Mutarn:   A variation on the giant millipede? Frankenstein:  Too many legs, it'll get all tangled! And what about all the eyes…. Mutarn:  So, do we finish it off, or lock it in a room with a worst enemy of our choice? Frankenstein:  Do we have a worst enemy yet? Door opens out of site, John's silhouette on back wall. John:  (off stage) I need the first part of the rent in by the end of the day. But I'll waive it if one of you do