You open your eyes to see a pitch black room. You have a blanket draped over you. You can’t remember anything from before you woke up. As you search around the room looking for clues as to where you are, who you are, and why you’re there, you find a window. Peering down to the ground, probably around five stories down, you see a large grey shape dash into the building. Its stomping becomes more and more apparent until you assume it must be on your floor. Yet the thumping keeps getting louder and heavier until it’s unbearable. Fearfully, you pull the blanket over your head and cover your ears. You can feel the stomping vibrate through your bones. You begin to hear a faint bass line. Barely noticeable through the stomping but it’s apparent. Suddenly, it stomps. The funky bass is still playing, and you can hear some singers saying some unintelligible words. The door bursts open, tearing off the wall and taking some of the door frame with it. There he stands. His neck snaps in your direction and, staring you down, he stomps once more, this time toward you. He chants, “I LIKE ‘EM BIG, I LIKE ‘EM CHUNKY” You can make out what the singers are saying. At the end of each of the foul demon’s lines, they shout out “Chunky!”

The grey creature continues chanting. “MY NAME IS MOTO MOTO, YEAH, YOU SAY IT DOUBLE” Moto Moto grasps you by the neck and throws you across the room, breaking several bones and ending your life swiftly.