carl’s doomsday scenario

Chapter 1.
Welcome, Crawler to the third floor.
The previous level will collapse in 3 hours and 35 minutes.
We teleported straight from the green room to a long, golden hallway reminiscent of the first hallway we entered.
“Carl, look! We’re outside!” Donut said, looking up into the air.
Sure enough, a dark sky rose above us, dotted with stars. A colorful nebula, reminiscent of the background image on Odette’s stage, covered the sky.
The air still felt stale. I pulled my slingshot, aimed it at the stars, and I fired.
Plink. Sure enough, the rock bounced off the ceiling, about 25 feet up.
“It’s an illusion. It’s like that mall in Las Vegas. They make it look like you’re outside, but you’re really not.”
“Well, that’s disappointing,” Donut said.
The walls and the ground were made of golden-colored bricks. A plush, red carpet led to a familiar door at the end of the hallway. As we approached, the door opened on its own. A tall figure stepped out, and all three of us stopped.
A well-built, young and disgustingly handsome man wearing a tuxedo waited for us. His skin was a dusky gray, and he had a short pair of devil horns jutting from his forehead. The man stood about my height, and he had long gray and black hair that was held back in a ponytail. A barbed tail poked from the rear of his tuxedo. A pair of black, bat-like wings sat folded tightly against his back.
“Hello, Mordecai,” I said, examining his new form. “Jesus, dude. Looking good.”
“Wow,” Donut said, looking him up and down. “I wouldn’t kick you out of bed for eating crackers.”
Even Mongo’s customary screech sounded as if he was in awe.
Mordecai – Incubus. Level 50.
Guildmaster of this guildhall.
This is a Non-Combatant NPC.
Also known as the Gigachad of the Over City, Incubi are the male counterparts of the infamous Succubus. The smooth, seductive, and ultimately deadly Incubus can be identified by his stunning good looks, exquisite charm, and sensuous feet. They can only be found on the urban levels of the dungeon. They give new meaning to the phrase, “hit it and quit it.”
“Princess Donut, Carl, little Mongo, welcome to the third floor. The training levels have concluded. Now the games may truly begin,” Mordecai said, bowing slightly. Even his voice had gotten deeper. He indicated for us to enter.
We walked inside, and the door closed behind us.
“Training levels?” I said. “For fuck’s sake. You call those training levels?”
“Oh, thank goodness,” Mordecai said once the door closed. He ripped the jacket off and pulled off the tie, unbuttoning the top three buttons. The jacket was odd, with a pair of long slits along the back to accommodate his wings. “I thought you two were never going to show up. I’ve been in this thing for three hours waiting for you. I hate formal wear.”
“The interview ran long. I take it the general public can’t watch this part?”
“Nope. They’ll watch you go in, and they’ll watch you come out, but they don’t get to see what’s going on inside. It’s like a jury room.”
His room was exactly the same as it had always been, but he’d cleaned up even further. A pair of beds had magically appeared since the last time we’d been in here.
“Those are for the transformation, if required. Remember what happened with Donut when she took that enhanced pet biscuit?”
I swallowed, remembering the weird, gooey blob thing she’d transformed into before.
“So,” Mordecai said, “have you decided who wants to go first? I suggest Princess…”
“Me,” Donut said, jumping up on one of the beds. “Let’s get this rolling.”
“Okay, Carl, take a seat,” Mordecai said. I sat in one of the chairs. Mongo jumped into my lap and squeaked, sounding concerned.
“Mommy will be okay,” Donut said. “You hang out with Uncle Carl for a few minutes while I get some work done. Behave yourself.”
The baby velociraptor settled into my lap. I suddenly felt uncomfortable having that many teeth so close to my crotch.