Imagine this: You're the prettiest in class and you always wanted to become a movie-star. You pack up your things, leave everything behind and make it to your first casting in LA. You're required to sign a contract that asks for 'your soul' and when you enter the casting room you're greeted by this guy.
You know what's weird is that I saw your Creature yesterday and had a nightmare with it! I woke up in a cold sweat at about 3am, can't remember what but I do remember that "Thing"! 😱🤪😂
You run. But the floor is made of omni-directional treadmills. You notice the walls of the room are painted in a bright green. You're on the set of the Disney live-action adaptation of 'Aristocats'.
Your screams are muffled in the soundproof room. The entity feeds on the noise you make. It is satisfied with your cooperation and hands you a bag of loose candy. You're a star !
You both stare at eachother. You feel weak in the stomach. What you see in his eyes can't be explained but it fills you with the screams of a thousand children. The entitity has robbed you of your will. You sign the contract to become the next big hollywood star. Congratulations. Warm tears fill your eyes.
You avoid his gaze but not his touch. [You get covered in a mysterious liquid that slows your movements] You leave the room with a signed contract for an iCarly reboot. You never look back but you still feel that you've made a terrible mistake. [The smell can not be washed off.]
You turn around only to find that the door is LOCKED. There's an open window but you're on the 6th floor. There's also a sharp object on the windowsill. What will you do next?
You admire the creature and it takes notice. It latches onto you and caresses your pineal gland. Before you know it, you're on the big stage, still blinded by the lights. Your creativity is permanently stolen. You gain +1 Movie Contract