Earth Was My Prison. Part 10. the Hidden

It was another typical day for Maurice in the Outlook Hotel, as on average, Maurice was moaned at, why had it taken Maurice so long to find the plunger to go and unblock a guests' toilet? Unknown to Maurice, the plunger was covering a dark secret to my past. Somewhere hidden away in another dimension was a force not to be reckoned. Could we trust Marshmelilkree, and who had stolen the lemonade?