The Real Monstercat

There has been a lot of music made by people with record labels, but one of them has no other talent in trap music than Monstercat. The music they make is more unique and out there (in a good way), that it makes the angels in Heaven tone deaf. Everybody was a fan of Monstercat, listening to their music while talking to other fans on streams. I was one of those fans. I was talking to a fan before I saw a comment from Nightbot saying, "Monstercat Uncaged - Live in Miami Florida, tonight! Tickets on sale now!"
Me and other people on the stream got hyped and bought our tickets online. Then as I got my tickets and drove up to the concert, I bought myself a beer, and had a good time. But then, I had the stupidest idea to sneak into the backstage as the concert was taking underway. I wasn't to blame anyway, it was the amount of alcohol I smuggled in my brain as I chugged the bottle down my throat. Thankfully I wasn't hammered, but slightly drunk. I snuck in and heard something inside the basement corridor, I went down the steps and listened to the sounds, of people arguing with each other, I held my hand to my ear, and heard them yelling stuff like, "What are we going to do with the beast?!" and "Don't touch me!"
They were mumbled from the loud music outside on stage with hundreds of fans screaming and cheering, so I couldn't tell what their saying. I even heard someone in the basement replying loudly, "We can't just kill that thing! If they see it, our asses will be thrown in jail!" I blinked for a second. I then heard the sound of loud banging of steel with the sound of hissing and shrieking of what I assumed to be a wild animal. I realized that going backstage was a very bad mistake, but I had to know what was going on. Suddenly, I accidently dropped my phone as it slipped from my pocket, I went to grab it, but it was too late as it hit the ground, making the sound of it colliding with the concrete echo off the walls.
The talking stopped. And I heard one of them asking, "What the hell was that? Is someone here?" I now knew I was in trouble, and I didn't have time to pick up my phone. I scrambled for a hiding spot, I then hid in one of the empty box's in the halls, and waited. I heard one of the doors opening and heard footsteps coming my way as I was inside the box. I can see a small hole for me to peep out of, I looked, and saw a man wearing glasses and a lab coat walking down the halls, checking if anyone had snuck in. He kind of reminded me of the character, Edward Nigma, from the TV series, Gotham. He had a serious expression and shook his head in dissatisfaction.
"Fuck!! One of them must of got in...!" He cursed angrily.
I saw what he was looking at. Oh shit, I forgot to shut the basement door! I waited for him to leave the area and go back and shut the door behind him. But I saw him pick up my phone and walked off with it. I came out of my hiding spot and pressed my ear against the door. I heard them talk loudly again.
"How the hell did one of them get in?!" "I don't know, all right?! I saw the door wide open, found this cell phone on the floor, and that was it! So stop talking, and get this abomination out of here before he or she sees it!"
I didn't know what this "Abomination" is, but it sounded like whoever this man and whoever he is talking to was, they might be hiding something from me... or the people at the concert. I then had no other choice, but to see what was going on. So I opened up a ventilation duct in the janitor's closet, climbed in, and crawled to where the room was above. I could see the man with other people in lab coats inside a room with papers pinned all over the walls, news articles, files documents, and lists of how many bodies were slaughtered. I could even see a table and chairs that were turned over, they obviously looked so stressed out that they might of thrown or turned them over in fits of rage and anger. I don't know if that's the case or not, it's just my theory. I could see the man with my phone, he was looking at my pictures and history on it. Maybe trying to find out who I was.
"His name is Charlie Matthews, he lives in the neighborhood Coconut Grove. He has dark hair with a chipped front tooth due to a baseball accident."
"Ouch," Said one of the scientists, "Glad I'm not him."
"We can't have him snooping around here, he has to be silenced."
I was starting to hear my heart pounding, I had to get out of there alive. But I felt the weight of my body gave way to the crate in the vent, and fell through. I landed face first into the concrete floor, and felt the doctors grab me and gave me knockout gas as I screamed and kicked. But as I woke up with a daze, I saw him. The man with my phone. I saw his name tag, it read "Dr. Philip Williams".
"You know the truth... don't you son?" He asked me with a serious look. We were sitting in the table where the flipped over chairs were.
"... K-know what?" I asked.
"The truth. The truth behind it all."
He explained it to me, and my eyes widened. What he told me, is that he and his co-workers worked for the government as military scientists that were assigned to experiment on other animals. He said that the president Donald Trump wanted to win a war against Isis with animal/human hybrid soldiers, and quote-on-quote: "Make America Great Again". He told me that they had been slaving themselves inside the lab while making this thing for so long, but it wind up becoming a complete failure. The monster reacted psychotically with other humans, screaming and slashing at them, and cowering in a corner when approached by other scientists.
The monster they had was a test subject that was a Death Row inmate, while he was strapped in a chair, he was thrashing and spitting at scientists, and military soldiers who came to watch would tell him to 'sit still, or face the electric chair'. He was picked out to die if the mutation was a complete failure anyway. The hybrids were supposed to follow human commands, but with the inmate they have did not follow command, he was a loose cannon.
I just sat there, dumfounded. He then said that he would silence me and get it over with.
"Wait!" I blurted out, "I have so much to live for, can you just spare me and let me go?"
"No." He answered, "I'm sorry, but We can't have you blurting out information about this. This is for only the government to know, and for people like you to NOT know. Maybe you'll know not to stick your nose into someone else's business."
I saw him take out a syringe with green fluid. He held my arm and was ready to stick green substance in me. I started to actually beg for my life and began to tear up in horror. He was going to lethally inject me, like I was a Death Row inmate! As I begged for him to let me go, we heard the creature pounding and screaming violently like a madman. The doctors screaming in horror and shock, the man stopped and looked back at the source of the noise. And so did I.
"What the fuck are you doing?!" He yelled at the doctors, who are trying to hold whatever was trying to get out, "Get the hell away from it!"
"It's breaking loose!" One of them yelled back with terror on his face.
"WHAT?! IT'S BREAKING LOOSE?! OH MY GOD WHAT DID YOU DO?!" The man screamed, obviously fearing for his life.
"WE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!" The doctor snapped back.
"Well, tranquilize it, don't just stand there with fingers in your asses!!"
The man put down the syringe and helped the other doctors. I just stood there shaking. I heard the things demented shrieks as the door banged and rattled as the scientists tried to hold the door and keep it from getting out. The door slowly creaked, it must of been too powerful for the doctors. Then, I saw it. It tried to get out, it's arm reaching out at the scientists, sticking it's head out as well. I gasped at what I saw. It's skin all pitch black as night, sharp human teeth gnashing, large pointed ears and sharp claws on each human finger. It had no eyes, just empty holes were his eyes would of been. It even had a long tail. It almost looked like a fallen angel. It has chains around his ankles and wrists. The chains that imprisoned him to a wall, had been broken...
I could hear the creature screaming warped human screams at the scientists, not yelling words, but screaming like a Wildman from outer space. It sounded like a combination of a man and a woman, but it came from the man-beast that was trying to attack the doctors.
Then the creature went back into a running position and tackled the door open. The doctors fell on their backs and was panicking. I saw it tear up the scientists like a bear, ripping their guts out bit-by-bit, then start eating their flesh like a piranha. Blood was everywhere. The man came back to me and told me to leave now, but he gave me a file document and had me promise him to never, EVER, speak of it to anyone. It will result in the government silencing me with paid assassins. The creature grabbed the doctor and he screamed for me to 'Go now'! I ran through the door and down the halls, hearing the man's loud screams behind me as he was being mauled to death!
I ran and ran and never looked back. I saw that the concert was over, I quickly got to my car and started to speed down the road. I didn't care if I get a ticket for reckless driving, anything was better than what went on in the backstage basement. I almost died in there, and lived to tell the tragic tale. I went home in mass hysteria, locked every door and window in my house, and sat on my bed breathing heavily as I began to cry like the big baby that I was. And I wasn't scared of anything when it comes to horror movies and haunted attractions.
This wasn't a haunted attraction or a part of a horror film. This was real! A disturbing plot from America, our home state, to attack Iraq with genetic humanoid animals. I know it's breaking a trust, but I can't help typing this down, it's been driving me up the wall for weeks on end. I can't show you pictures of the file that man gave me, if I showed you, I'll be held accountable for showing you something Top Secret, and I'll most likely be assassinated, or hopefully arrested by S.W.A.T teams. I still listen to Monstercat's music and I'm still a fan, but I couldn't help but read the file that read as follows.
"TEST SUBJECT: #497.
SPECIES: FELINE.
Test subject must be kept in constant surveillance at all times. The test subject must be kept imprisoned in a containment cell with doctors constantly checking it from 6:00 AM, to 12:00 PM."
And it was stamped in crimson red... "FAILED".
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