We are soon shown Susan, Paul, and Babe in a room and where they heard an alarm going off.
"Honey, could you hit the snooze?" Susan groaned, thinking it was an alarm clock, and she rolled over. "Baby, why did you set the alarm? We're on our honeymoon," she then yelped as she fell out of the bed and she found herself in new clothes, and she was not where she thought she was, and it felt like she was in a nightmare, and where she soon saw that she was now in the same room as Paul and Babe,
"Are you okay?" Paul asked Susan.
"P-Paul...?" Susan asked him.
Suddenly, they seemed to be forced down like in an elevator as a red light flashed before it finally stopped and the alarm also stopped. Babe began to become curious of what was going on.
"Paul... I'm just glad to see a familiar face..." Susan gasped as she hugged the big and tall lumberjack.
Paul was surprised by the hug, but hugged her back as his way to comfort her. Suddenly, a door opened in front of them, and the wall behind them pushed them forward.
"Hello...?" Susan called as she soon came out with Paul and Babe into the room that had a tiny table with a chair. She then stopped as she saw that she had stepped on the chair. She soon picked up the chair she stepped on before they heard something. "Hello?" She called out as she tried to take a look around. "Is someone there?"
There seemed to be two voices whispering to each other.
"Could you please tell me where we are?" Susan frowned.
A tube seemed to come down from the ceiling and splat out what looked like gruel with two spoons dropped into it for the two of them to share. Someone ran quickly right behind Susan as she picked up the spoon, startling her.
"H-Hello?" Susan shivered. "What was that?"
"I don't know, but it sure was fast." Paul said.
They then heard the same person running up and onto the table behind the food. Babe soon pointed like a dog to behind the food. Susan and Paul soon took a look and saw what looked like a humanoid cockroach.
"Hello..." The cockroach spoke to them with a small bow.
And after seeing this caused Susan to scream and to start trying to squish the humanoid cockroach with her spoon as that wasn't normal.
"Will you stop?! Careful!" The cockroach spoke to her, trying to make her listen as he clung to the spoon then. "Please, madam!"
Susan soon hit him over and over on the table on the spoon.
"Stop! Doing! That!" The cockroach begged until he came off and tried to sort himself out. "Whatever mad scientist made you, he really went all out." He then fell over, passing out from the bashing he had received.
"Well, that just happened." Paul said.
"You can... Talk..." Susan muttered, stepping backwards from the cockroach and yelped as she slipped and fell on her back, finding something sticky and slimy on the bottom of her shoe as she scraped it off her shoe to see what it was.
"Hi, there!" The blob smiled to her, showing a mouth and one eye.
Susan yelped in disgust and flung it off of her hand onto the table.
"Aaaugh! My back!" The blob yelped before smiling and laughing. "Just kidding! I don't have a back!"
Babe began to look surprised as the blob didn't seem to have a brain or anything else except for a mouth and eyeball.
"Forgive him, but as you can see, he has no brain." The cockroach told the newcomers.
"Turns out you don't need one. Totally overrated!" The blob replied, taking a breath at first. "As a matter of fact, I don't even..." he then gasped as he looked like a fish taken out of water. "I forgot how to breathe! Don't know how to breathe! Help me, Dr. Cockroach! Help!"
"Suck in, Bob." The cockroach told him.
The blob then did that and smiled in relief. "Thanks, Doc. You're a lifesaver."
'Could this get any more weird?' Paul thought to himself.
"Wow, look at you." A sea creature smirked as he crawled onto Susan's head.
"What in the...?" Paul muttered.
"I know what you're thinking," The sea creature smirked to her. "First day in prison, you want to take down the toughest guy in the yard. Well, I'd like to see you try." He then slid down onto the floor and did karate moves, but then held his back as he seemed to had cracked it.
Babe looked confused at what each one was.
"Gosh, look, she's speechless." The sea creature smirked to Susan.
"She?" The blob asked.
"Yes, Bob!" The cockroach replied. "We are in the presence of the rare female monster, and she appears to have friends with her. Can't say I've heard of or seen a bovine monster before though..." he then said, taking a look at Babe.
Babe looked confused of why the cockroach called him or Susan or Paul monsters.
"No way! It's a boy," The blob smiled. "Look at his boobies."
"We need to have a talk." The sea creature groaned to him.
"Gentlemen, I'm afraid we are not making a very good first impression." The cockroach said to them.
"At least I'm talking," The sea creature rolled his eyes. "First new monster in years, we couldn't get a Wolfman or a mummy. At least we can play cards with the guy."
'This is getting slightly uncomfortable because they're talking about us right in front of us.' Paul thought to himself.
"Might we ask for your names?" The cockroach asked their new acquaintances.
"Susan." The woman replied.
"No, no, no. We mean like your monster name," The blob replied. "Like, what do people scream when they see you coming? You know, like, 'Look out! Here comes...!'."
Susan blinked a moment before saying her name again.
"Really?" The cockroach muttered.
"Suuuuusaaaan..." The blob wobbled before looking nervous from saying the name. "Ooh. I just scared myself. That is scary."
Babe and Paul simply blinked as they didn't know what to make of the blob. There was then a beeping heard.
"Yes! Eating time!" The sea creature beamed.
Some fish were soon dropped down in front of the sea creature.
"That is repulsive!" The cockroach shuddered before he was given a pile of trash and beamed. "Ooh! An old slipper."
A ham was then shoved into the blob's head, though he kept it there and somehow ate it inside of his gooey form.
"Oh, please, God, tell me this isn't real," Susan muttered to herself, feeling overwhelmed, backing up away from the other monsters. "Please tell me I had a nervous breakdown at the wedding, and now I'm in a mental hospital on medication that's giving me hallucinations."
"If that were true, then how are me and Babe in the hallucinations?" Paul asked.
"Um... Well... I'm not sure... But... There must be a reasonable explanation for all of this." Susan nervously told him before she felt that she bumped into someone behind her.
They soon all turned around and saw what looked like a giant fuzzy caterpillar. Susan soon screamed at the sight of this gigantic monster. Babe looked surprised to see the giant fuzzy caterpillar.
"Is that a bug?" Paul muttered to himself.
The giant caterpillar seemed to growl and slowly stomp after them as Susan ran away in a panic.
"Don't scare Insectosaurus!" The sea creature scolded her. "He's gonna pee himself, then we'll all be in trouble."
Babe looked confused as to how Susan scared the giant caterpillar.
"Every room has a door!" Susan panicked. "There's gotta be a door here! Where's the door?"
"Babe, I'm not sure how to, but I better help her." Paul said to his ox about Susan having a mental breakdown.
Babe nodded in agreement. Paul decided to go and help Susan while the sea creature soon relaxed the giant caterpillar.
"Please! Somebody!" Susan panicked as she tried to pound on the metal wall to bring out a door. "I don't belong here! Let me out!"
Since Paul had been a giant all his life and knew how to lift up things from underneath, he knew exactly how to make any opening for Susan.
"Hey... Hey, that's not a good idea..." The sea creature told them.
"LET ME OUT!" Susan begged.
The door soon opened up and there were two red lights shown in the darkness on the inside of the open door.
It looked like beady red eyes, but it was actually the lights of a jet pack of an Army General who soon came out to see them, floating high in the air. "Monsters, get back in your cells!" he then demanded firmly.
Three of the monsters soon went into their cells while Insectasaurus was following a light into its cell. Babe looked like he was going to follow the other monsters.
"Not you, Babe." Paul told his pet ox.
Babe soon looked back and came back to his side.
"Oh, thank goodness. A real person," Susan gasped in relief to the man on his jet pack. "You are a real person, right? Not one of those half-person, half-machine, you know, whatever you call those things?"
"A cyborg?" The man guessed for her.
"Oh, no! You're a cyborg?!" Susan then panicked.
"Madam, I assure you, I am not a cyborg," The man told her. "The name is General W.R. Monger. I'm in charge of this facility. Now, follow me. It's time for your orientation."
Susan, Paul, and Babe began to follow after the man. The floor appeared to move with them as they were shown around the building.
"In 1950, it was decided that Jane and Joe Public could not handle the truth about monsters, and should focus on more important things, like paying taxes," General Monger began to explain. "So the government convinced the world monsters were stuff of myth and legend and then locked them away in this here facility."
"Does anyone else that doesn't work here know that we're here?" Paul asked.
"Not to my knowledge, but they shouldn't if they know what's good for 'em." General Monger replied.
"How long are we here?" Susan asked.
"Indefinitely." General Monger replied.
"Can we call our families?" Paul asked.
"Negative." General Monger declined.
Babe frowned as that seemed heartless.
"What about Derek? And Jessica and her little brother and his friends and their pets?" Susan asked.
"This place is an X file, wrapped in a cover-up and deep-fried in a paranoid conspiracy," General Monger told them. "There will be zero with the outside world."
They were soon seen coming down a path which showed them the monsters they had met earlier. Insectasaurus seemed to smile at them from inside his cell.
"But why are we here?" Paul asked General Monger.
"You're viewed as monsters as well as the others we have in here." General Monger replied.
"What? We're not monsters." Paul told him.
"Seven... Eight..." The sea creature muttered as he lifted a weight, then saw Susan and began to look like he was working harder than he already was. "999, 1,000. I can't believe I did ten sets."
The blob was seen bouncing a ball against the wall back and forth and at one point, his eye ended up being bounced instead of the ball, but he didn't seem to notice.
"Well, this is interesting." Paul said.
"Susan! You wouldn't happen to have any uranium on you?" The cockroach smiled as they passed by as he seemed to be inventing something. "I just need a smidge."
"Rescind Dr. Cockroach's toy box privileges immediately," General Monger said in his walkie-talkie before opening a door in front of Babe, Paul, and Susan. "We had the prison psychologist redecorate your cell. Try to keep you all calm-like."
The only addition seemed to be a cat poster which said 'Hang in There' to help comfort them. Babe and Paul looked as though that wouldn't comfort the three of them.
"But I don't want a poster," Susan whimpered. "I want a real kitten hanging from a real tree. I want to go home."
"Oh. Come on, Little Debbie, please don't cry. It makes my knees hurt," General Monger replied, actually trying to help cheer her up even though it obviously wouldn't happen. "Don't think of this as a prison. Think of it as hotel you never leave because it's locked from the outside!"
Paul began to comfort Susan while looking at General Monger as what he just said wasn't helping.
"Oh, and one other thing," General Monger said as they were being brought inside of their new cell. "The government has changed your names to Ginormica and Gigantor."
Susan just felt so miserable as she sat in the corner and felt like crying. Babe frowned and soon tried to nuzzle up to Susan like a dog comforting its owner in times of distress. Susan seemed to appreciate the nuzzle. Paul came beside Susan to help comfort her.
"Oh, Paul, what am I going to do?" Susan frowned.
"I'm not sure what we can do..." Paul frowned back. "I guess at least you aren't all alone in here."
"Yeah, I-I guess." Susan sniffled.
Paul tried to help comfort her and Babe also helped out. Susan smiled to them, though she was still rather depressed.
