Chapter 11- In the Dungeon
Chains hung on the walls and cobwebs dangled down from the ceiling while
the steady drip of water fell onto the solid ground. Only after Randall had
taken the frankly, quite disturbing scenery in did he notice the dozens of
young monsters that were chained to the walls. All of them looked
distressed and had mixed emotions. Some of them were screaming for their
parents while others were sobbing their hearts out. Randall felt sorry for
them, but felt even sorrier for the ones that didn't display any emotion at
all.
Much to their surprise, the three school-mates were unbound and their gags were taken off. Randall took this opportunity to make a break for it, but the mammoth hands of the monster that held him were too powerful to overcome.
Randall's hands were thrust into the cuffs and were fastened tight. Mike and Sulley were forced to follow suite.
The Head-master, still being carried along, looked at them in silent pleasure and simply said, "I hope you enjoy your stay." And with that he was carried out of the room, his two henchmen following behind closing the heavy wooden door after them. It was bolted with a metallic clang.
Randall looked around him. This wasn't what he expected Monsters, Inc. to look like.
"This is just the bit underneath the main factory. It isn't like this upstairs. I hope..." Randall tried to convince himself. In the end he forced his mind to think of more pressing matters. I mean, here he was locked up tight in a dungeon underground and he was worrying about the colour of the carpet in the hallways!
"I have GOT to get my priorities right," he said to himself. "There is more important stuff to worry about, like where my sister is right now. She should be in here somewhere..."
Randall looked at each and every individual and tried to find his sister within the mess. As he was looking around he noticed how many different varieties and species of monsters there were in that room. There were monsters with countless eyes, or no eyes at all and there were so many diverse colourings it seemed as though there was a rainbow right in front of his eyes.
There were horned monsters, monsters with sharp teeth; one of them even looked like a friend of his named Fungus. One or two of them looked like Mike and Sulley and there was even another lizard-monster!
"Hold on, that looks like Marie!" he said out loud, his eyes widening in surprise. Then his eyes narrowed, trying to focus on the light blue monster that was on the far side of the room. As he looked closer he noticed all the apparent features and his thoughts were confirmed. It really was his sister!
Chapter 12- Feelings Exposed
The more he looked, the more concerned his expression became. It was his sister, there was no doubt about that, but...she looked somewhat different in a subtle way. Randall couldn't see very well in the penetrating darkness so he opted for another approach instead.
"Marie!" he called out.
The monster lifted her head in alarm. She made eye contact with Randall. They stared at each other, a surge of electricity seeming to pass between them. She smiled. Randall felt a feeling he rarely experienced before in his life; sheer, sweet happiness.
The stable connection between them broke as Mike nudged Randall.
"Look, Lizard-Boy, since you got us here in the first place we expect you to get us out!"
Randall was taken aback by this untrue statement. It wasn't HIS fault that the crazed CEO of the world's largest company chose to use them as guinea- pigs! And Randall wanted to make sure that Mike and Sulley knew this.
"I didn't bring you here! It was YOUR decision to try and help me!" he shouted outraged, triggering the other test experiments to look in curiosity.
Mike replied, his temper also rising. "We didn't want to help a lizard like you! All we were doing is trying to save everyone else! And if you had just helped us beat the big monsters rather then just standing there, watching us like some demented idiot, then we wouldn't be here!"
Randall was hurt by that, but the anger still lingered. He told them what he was thinking.
"None of this is my fault, none of it ever is, but who do you always blame? Me!" Randall continued in a hushed tone, trying not to attract the attention of everyone else.
"I'm fed up of you making it sound as though I caused this. I'm fed up of you shoving all your success with your friends in my face. And I'm fed up of you bullying me. Y'know, if I do manage to get out of this dump I'm not taking you with me. I'd rather just leave you here."
Mike and Sulley stood speechless at their enemy's outburst and waited for him to calm down. Randall glowered ardently at the two of them then turned his head away so as not to reveal the hurt in his eyes.
To calm down the blazing anger that still hung around like a bad smell between the three of them, Sulley started to inspect his chains and then yanked them to see if they would come out of the wall that they were so tightly cemented in. Mike watched Sulley and smiled applauding his efforts. By then the enraged lizard-monster had settled down and was gazing at his sister once more. She smiled as she had done before and Randall's eyes caught something shimmering in the dim light on her cheek.
It was a tear.
Chapter 13- Confirmation
The crab-like monster sat down at his unscratched desk, looking through an assortment of various papers. A stern knock was heard by the newly appointed CEO.
"Come in," he said, his voice straight and even. The oak door opened with a slight creak and two large monsters, one carrying a smaller monster, stepped inside the trophy-filled room and awaited the confirmation before sitting down. The Principle opened his mouth anxiously and greeted Waternoose with warm reception.
"Hello, sir. How are you today? Lovely weather we're ha-"
He was immediately cut-off by the deep grandfatherly voice of Waternoose.
"Enough of the pleasantries," he said, an unusual edge about his tone. "What I need to know is did you get all the children?"
The Head replied. "Yes. Actually, we got a couple more." He chuckled uneasily. "You see, two of them had been eavesdropping but we managed to get them and they're here now."
"Good. Now we've got that sorted," said the tyrant, "I'm going to initiate Step 2." Waternoose smiled balefully. "If the children aren't surprised now...Well, let's just say there's more surprises to come..."
Chapter 14- An Attempt at Escape
Sulley was still struggling with the tough metal chains that bound him but he was not willing to give up. He panted as tiredness overtook him. Curious to see what the lizard-monster had been doing, he twisted his neck and looked at him.
He had done nothing! Sulley was mildly annoyed by this but was quite confused.
Randall giving up?
He didn't know much about Randall's complex personality but he did know that he was incredibly stubborn and wouldn't give up until the job was done. And now, he thought, Randall should be as stubborn as ever.
Mike, the closer to Randall, saw that he was gazing longingly at someone across the far side of the room but couldn't see who; the dungeon was by far too vast. Randall was still in a secure state of happiness and did not notice anything that was going on around him. But a little voice in the back of his mind that Randall hadn't become acquainted with spoke up for the first time in this adventure.
"What are you doing?" it said. "This is a matter of life and death! You can talk to your sister later. For now keep your mind on finding a way out of here!" And that was when Randall realized how stupid he had been. His intelligent reptilian mind started to work once more in its usual logical fashion.
"First," he said to himself, "I've got to get out of these chains." He started to rub them ferociously against the rough stone walls, resulting in him receiving more bewildered looks from anyone who cared to watch.
He stopped. He thought he had heard something; a weird whirring noise which seemed to be coming from the cob-web covered ceiling.
Randall's eyes scanned the area, and every now and then he heard the whirring noise once more. Cautiously looking around the room, he found the source of the noise and the comprehension hit him like a thousand-watt lighting bolt hitting a half-dead tree. It was a camera!
It had been feverishly recording the entire goings on in this miniature hell. Focusing his weary eyes on it, Randall noted the machine's movement. All of a sudden there was a loud clang and the camera turned towards the creator of the sound.
It was Sulley. Obviously he had been trying to break free and, by the looks of it, he was winning his own private battle.
"Sullivan, stop!" Randall exclaimed. "There are cameras," he said, his voice softened a considerable amount. He didn't want whoever was watching them to find out that they knew about them.
"We've got to get rid of them. Anyone got any ideas?" Randall questioned them.
"You're the one who got us here," repeated Mike. "YOU figure it out."
Randall's anger built up again at the mention of whose fault it was. Just as Randall was about to make a witty reply, Sulley butted in.
"Look, you two, if we're going to get out of here you've GOT to stop arguing. OK?"
He eyeballed his companions putting pressure on them and was determined to get this to work.
"Fine," mumbled Mike quietly, looking down at the floor in infuriation, trying to fold his arms but clearly not succeeding because of the chains. Randall let out another one of his trademark sighs, indicating that he didn't want to work with his enemies but preferred to work against them.
"Whatever."
Sulley continued, pleased that this method had worked. "Good. Now, first we've got to get rid of those cameras. Any ideas?"
Randall grinned; one of those grins where you knew he had just come onto something. "I think I have an idea..."
Chapter 15- Blurred Vision
After thoroughly discussing the plan and pinpointing and adjusting the finer points to make it flawless, they put it in action.
Mike, with his loud voice, had managed to tell others that were also part of this scheme what to do and they were all set. His heart thumping madly in his chest, Randall took a deep breath.
"This is it," he thought. "It's now or never." He gave the signal which was invisible to those who didn't know what was going on. The signal was a slight nod of the head and firm eye-contact to the one it was intended for. The monster that received it was further down the wall, near the corner of this oddly shaped room. Randall closed his eyes, trying to calm his ecstatic nerves as he awaited the distraction.
He was very worried. This plan was solely his idea and if it went wrong everybody, especially Mike and Sulley, would be quick to blame it on him.
Suddenly a loud roar reverberated around the room, surprising only those who did not expect it. Randall's eyes flew open at the sound and he shouted "Now!" at Sulley.
And he was ready.
The second the furry monster had heard the roar he began to pull the chains which bound him like he had done before but this time with more effort and concentration because the cameras that had been watching with their eye- like lenses were now focused on the producer of the roar. But they were missing all the action.
The chains were becoming loose and dust spilled out of the walls. Mike and Randall watched eagerly, every second becoming more hopeful. With one last grunt the chains were torn from the walls with a gigantic force. The other captives had cottoned on by then and were cheering with joy. And they were not the only ones.
Randall was pleased that the plan was working so far, but it wasn't over yet. Sulley let out a quick sigh of relief as he was overjoyed to be free and then walked over to Randall and began to pull his chains out in an attempt to release him. He was about halfway there when he heard a divergent sound.
By that time the captives had quietened down and watched only in silent hope.
Thankfully the unusual noise had stopped.
Sulley resumed his job. He was nearly there. Only one more chain to go. If only Randall didn't have so many limbs, otherwise he would have been done by now.
Randall was beginning to get impatient. They didn't have a very long time; the cameras would be back soon.
Sulley was straining with the last chain while Mike watched in jealousy.
Why wasn't Sulley freeing him, his best friend, rather than some creepy lizard?
"I bet that plan of his is fake. Actually, he's probably working with the people who put us here in the first place!" Mike continued to think badly of Randall all the way through this episode of struggle.
Randall had reached the end of his very short tether. "You're taking so long I bet the camera's back on us again. In fact, that's quite pointless because by the time you're done we'll have died of old age and become prehistoric!" he shouted at Sulley with a growl, but Sulley did not reply. Instead he broke the final chain with a smile at the lizard-monster's badly- timed comment. He then held a hand up to the camera and, still facing Randall, said, "I freed you, and is the camera on us?"
Randall looked up at it while the whirring sound began again.
"Well, it wasn't a second ago, but now it is."
Much to their surprise, the three school-mates were unbound and their gags were taken off. Randall took this opportunity to make a break for it, but the mammoth hands of the monster that held him were too powerful to overcome.
Randall's hands were thrust into the cuffs and were fastened tight. Mike and Sulley were forced to follow suite.
The Head-master, still being carried along, looked at them in silent pleasure and simply said, "I hope you enjoy your stay." And with that he was carried out of the room, his two henchmen following behind closing the heavy wooden door after them. It was bolted with a metallic clang.
Randall looked around him. This wasn't what he expected Monsters, Inc. to look like.
"This is just the bit underneath the main factory. It isn't like this upstairs. I hope..." Randall tried to convince himself. In the end he forced his mind to think of more pressing matters. I mean, here he was locked up tight in a dungeon underground and he was worrying about the colour of the carpet in the hallways!
"I have GOT to get my priorities right," he said to himself. "There is more important stuff to worry about, like where my sister is right now. She should be in here somewhere..."
Randall looked at each and every individual and tried to find his sister within the mess. As he was looking around he noticed how many different varieties and species of monsters there were in that room. There were monsters with countless eyes, or no eyes at all and there were so many diverse colourings it seemed as though there was a rainbow right in front of his eyes.
There were horned monsters, monsters with sharp teeth; one of them even looked like a friend of his named Fungus. One or two of them looked like Mike and Sulley and there was even another lizard-monster!
"Hold on, that looks like Marie!" he said out loud, his eyes widening in surprise. Then his eyes narrowed, trying to focus on the light blue monster that was on the far side of the room. As he looked closer he noticed all the apparent features and his thoughts were confirmed. It really was his sister!
Chapter 12- Feelings Exposed
The more he looked, the more concerned his expression became. It was his sister, there was no doubt about that, but...she looked somewhat different in a subtle way. Randall couldn't see very well in the penetrating darkness so he opted for another approach instead.
"Marie!" he called out.
The monster lifted her head in alarm. She made eye contact with Randall. They stared at each other, a surge of electricity seeming to pass between them. She smiled. Randall felt a feeling he rarely experienced before in his life; sheer, sweet happiness.
The stable connection between them broke as Mike nudged Randall.
"Look, Lizard-Boy, since you got us here in the first place we expect you to get us out!"
Randall was taken aback by this untrue statement. It wasn't HIS fault that the crazed CEO of the world's largest company chose to use them as guinea- pigs! And Randall wanted to make sure that Mike and Sulley knew this.
"I didn't bring you here! It was YOUR decision to try and help me!" he shouted outraged, triggering the other test experiments to look in curiosity.
Mike replied, his temper also rising. "We didn't want to help a lizard like you! All we were doing is trying to save everyone else! And if you had just helped us beat the big monsters rather then just standing there, watching us like some demented idiot, then we wouldn't be here!"
Randall was hurt by that, but the anger still lingered. He told them what he was thinking.
"None of this is my fault, none of it ever is, but who do you always blame? Me!" Randall continued in a hushed tone, trying not to attract the attention of everyone else.
"I'm fed up of you making it sound as though I caused this. I'm fed up of you shoving all your success with your friends in my face. And I'm fed up of you bullying me. Y'know, if I do manage to get out of this dump I'm not taking you with me. I'd rather just leave you here."
Mike and Sulley stood speechless at their enemy's outburst and waited for him to calm down. Randall glowered ardently at the two of them then turned his head away so as not to reveal the hurt in his eyes.
To calm down the blazing anger that still hung around like a bad smell between the three of them, Sulley started to inspect his chains and then yanked them to see if they would come out of the wall that they were so tightly cemented in. Mike watched Sulley and smiled applauding his efforts. By then the enraged lizard-monster had settled down and was gazing at his sister once more. She smiled as she had done before and Randall's eyes caught something shimmering in the dim light on her cheek.
It was a tear.
Chapter 13- Confirmation
The crab-like monster sat down at his unscratched desk, looking through an assortment of various papers. A stern knock was heard by the newly appointed CEO.
"Come in," he said, his voice straight and even. The oak door opened with a slight creak and two large monsters, one carrying a smaller monster, stepped inside the trophy-filled room and awaited the confirmation before sitting down. The Principle opened his mouth anxiously and greeted Waternoose with warm reception.
"Hello, sir. How are you today? Lovely weather we're ha-"
He was immediately cut-off by the deep grandfatherly voice of Waternoose.
"Enough of the pleasantries," he said, an unusual edge about his tone. "What I need to know is did you get all the children?"
The Head replied. "Yes. Actually, we got a couple more." He chuckled uneasily. "You see, two of them had been eavesdropping but we managed to get them and they're here now."
"Good. Now we've got that sorted," said the tyrant, "I'm going to initiate Step 2." Waternoose smiled balefully. "If the children aren't surprised now...Well, let's just say there's more surprises to come..."
Chapter 14- An Attempt at Escape
Sulley was still struggling with the tough metal chains that bound him but he was not willing to give up. He panted as tiredness overtook him. Curious to see what the lizard-monster had been doing, he twisted his neck and looked at him.
He had done nothing! Sulley was mildly annoyed by this but was quite confused.
Randall giving up?
He didn't know much about Randall's complex personality but he did know that he was incredibly stubborn and wouldn't give up until the job was done. And now, he thought, Randall should be as stubborn as ever.
Mike, the closer to Randall, saw that he was gazing longingly at someone across the far side of the room but couldn't see who; the dungeon was by far too vast. Randall was still in a secure state of happiness and did not notice anything that was going on around him. But a little voice in the back of his mind that Randall hadn't become acquainted with spoke up for the first time in this adventure.
"What are you doing?" it said. "This is a matter of life and death! You can talk to your sister later. For now keep your mind on finding a way out of here!" And that was when Randall realized how stupid he had been. His intelligent reptilian mind started to work once more in its usual logical fashion.
"First," he said to himself, "I've got to get out of these chains." He started to rub them ferociously against the rough stone walls, resulting in him receiving more bewildered looks from anyone who cared to watch.
He stopped. He thought he had heard something; a weird whirring noise which seemed to be coming from the cob-web covered ceiling.
Randall's eyes scanned the area, and every now and then he heard the whirring noise once more. Cautiously looking around the room, he found the source of the noise and the comprehension hit him like a thousand-watt lighting bolt hitting a half-dead tree. It was a camera!
It had been feverishly recording the entire goings on in this miniature hell. Focusing his weary eyes on it, Randall noted the machine's movement. All of a sudden there was a loud clang and the camera turned towards the creator of the sound.
It was Sulley. Obviously he had been trying to break free and, by the looks of it, he was winning his own private battle.
"Sullivan, stop!" Randall exclaimed. "There are cameras," he said, his voice softened a considerable amount. He didn't want whoever was watching them to find out that they knew about them.
"We've got to get rid of them. Anyone got any ideas?" Randall questioned them.
"You're the one who got us here," repeated Mike. "YOU figure it out."
Randall's anger built up again at the mention of whose fault it was. Just as Randall was about to make a witty reply, Sulley butted in.
"Look, you two, if we're going to get out of here you've GOT to stop arguing. OK?"
He eyeballed his companions putting pressure on them and was determined to get this to work.
"Fine," mumbled Mike quietly, looking down at the floor in infuriation, trying to fold his arms but clearly not succeeding because of the chains. Randall let out another one of his trademark sighs, indicating that he didn't want to work with his enemies but preferred to work against them.
"Whatever."
Sulley continued, pleased that this method had worked. "Good. Now, first we've got to get rid of those cameras. Any ideas?"
Randall grinned; one of those grins where you knew he had just come onto something. "I think I have an idea..."
Chapter 15- Blurred Vision
After thoroughly discussing the plan and pinpointing and adjusting the finer points to make it flawless, they put it in action.
Mike, with his loud voice, had managed to tell others that were also part of this scheme what to do and they were all set. His heart thumping madly in his chest, Randall took a deep breath.
"This is it," he thought. "It's now or never." He gave the signal which was invisible to those who didn't know what was going on. The signal was a slight nod of the head and firm eye-contact to the one it was intended for. The monster that received it was further down the wall, near the corner of this oddly shaped room. Randall closed his eyes, trying to calm his ecstatic nerves as he awaited the distraction.
He was very worried. This plan was solely his idea and if it went wrong everybody, especially Mike and Sulley, would be quick to blame it on him.
Suddenly a loud roar reverberated around the room, surprising only those who did not expect it. Randall's eyes flew open at the sound and he shouted "Now!" at Sulley.
And he was ready.
The second the furry monster had heard the roar he began to pull the chains which bound him like he had done before but this time with more effort and concentration because the cameras that had been watching with their eye- like lenses were now focused on the producer of the roar. But they were missing all the action.
The chains were becoming loose and dust spilled out of the walls. Mike and Randall watched eagerly, every second becoming more hopeful. With one last grunt the chains were torn from the walls with a gigantic force. The other captives had cottoned on by then and were cheering with joy. And they were not the only ones.
Randall was pleased that the plan was working so far, but it wasn't over yet. Sulley let out a quick sigh of relief as he was overjoyed to be free and then walked over to Randall and began to pull his chains out in an attempt to release him. He was about halfway there when he heard a divergent sound.
By that time the captives had quietened down and watched only in silent hope.
Thankfully the unusual noise had stopped.
Sulley resumed his job. He was nearly there. Only one more chain to go. If only Randall didn't have so many limbs, otherwise he would have been done by now.
Randall was beginning to get impatient. They didn't have a very long time; the cameras would be back soon.
Sulley was straining with the last chain while Mike watched in jealousy.
Why wasn't Sulley freeing him, his best friend, rather than some creepy lizard?
"I bet that plan of his is fake. Actually, he's probably working with the people who put us here in the first place!" Mike continued to think badly of Randall all the way through this episode of struggle.
Randall had reached the end of his very short tether. "You're taking so long I bet the camera's back on us again. In fact, that's quite pointless because by the time you're done we'll have died of old age and become prehistoric!" he shouted at Sulley with a growl, but Sulley did not reply. Instead he broke the final chain with a smile at the lizard-monster's badly- timed comment. He then held a hand up to the camera and, still facing Randall, said, "I freed you, and is the camera on us?"
Randall looked up at it while the whirring sound began again.
"Well, it wasn't a second ago, but now it is."
