It took about three days for Mumbo to be able to come out again due to the monsters lurking in the jungle. During that time, he used up all of the regeneration potion on the injured cat.
The cat bolted out the door when Mumbo opened it but turned around, walked up to him, and rubbed against his legs before running out into the jungle.

Mumbo first spent his time gathering up supplies since he used all of it while waiting for the monsters to leave. Afterwards, he started a journal recording what he knew. Something about this place just felt...Off. He began with Cleo. She covered every part of herself with a black jacket. Whenever people looked at her, she turned away. Mumbo has at least seen her eyes. They glowed a bright green. So bright it was almost white. Like the creatures infected with undead virus.Mumbo also wrote about the situation he was in. It was common knowledge that there were many different worlds out there but how they came to be was a mystery.(So much of a mystery that even the author doesn't know) People could start their own server if they were rich enough and qualified. But Mumbo had never heard of "taming" a world. He knew there were differences that could be dangerous.Then, something clicked. The Server Exploration Society. "Making Room For Humanity." An organization dedicated to giving a head start for people wanting to start their own server by selling worlds... That's what this was... The only information about them is from their website and what customers and former employees say about them. They barely advertise, too. They're the only people selling worlds.

Say hello to the Big Bad!