Monique stormed out of the room, angry that she had been humiliated like that. Who does Joey think he is? Angry
thoughts flew through her head as she walked through the hallway to the main room, but she stopped in her tracks
as she heard snapping. "Somebody must be enjoying the music" thought Monique as she continued to walk, feeling a
bit sick to her stomache. "Ahhh, Ah think I'll rest for a minute. I don't t'ink Brockman will care..."
Monique, feeling a tad light headed, sat down on the floor to gather her bearings. The snapping seemed only to
intensify, which further added to her feeling of unease. Monique decided to rest her eyes, as her head was
throbbing. She began to doze off...
*DONG*, *DONG*, *DONG*...
Monique awoke to a start as a loud bang reverberated through her eardrums. Looking around, she noticed the
Grandfather Clock sitting across from her. But Monique's jaw dropped at the sight. It was so large! With horror,
she realized she must be around...