Dial M for Megaladon (Ch. 11)

Deep in the subconscious of the Earth, a Being was restless. A Being, who was asleep for almost half a millennium, give or take a century. A Being who took her time to get ready, because when she was awake, and set, beautiful things happened. When She was awake, the stars shone a little brighter, the air was a little bit cleaner, and the Monsters weren't as scary. But ever sine The Battle, she sunk deep into the crust of the Earth, never to be heard from again.

Sure, her teachings have been peppering the airwaves and the television screens for forever, it seemed, but no one had actually seen a fresh picture of her since her battle with the Emperor.

Things were about to change, drastically.

Lady GaGa does not fall of the face of the Earth that easily. She lives in the center, absorbing all empty souls. Lady GaGa IS the Earth, and now was the time to do some renovations, starting with the filthy rat with the terrible haircut. Her time was coming, little preparation was left. This week, history was going to be made.

All it takes to awaken the beast is a chant.