Amen, the thunderbolt in the dark void....

Originally Posted by Cacophony

I'm with several of my good friends and I am driving us up a familiar street in my hometown. I suddenly realize that I am incredibly drunk and have lost the ability to drive. I pull the car over and breathe heavily that I would greatly appreciate it if someone else could take over at the wheel. One friend of mine volunteers, whom I must say, I didn't quite trust behind the wheel of my car - nonetheless I let him climb into the drivers seat.

Immediately he starts taking us through all sorts of alley ways and secret passages that I didn't know were there. The houses would stretch and heave every time he made a swerve to get between them. It was somewhat like the Knight Bus out of Harry Potter.

After some time we arrive to a bustling city where everyone is dressed like they're stuck in the 1930's. There are beautiful pin-up girls running a muck all over the place, while old-school gangsta's puffed cigars while sauntering and swaggering beneath neon signs and glowing marquees.

My old room mate wanted me to see some old house, apparently we were in Chicago.. although this didn't look like the real Chicago in the least. We had left the city and were driving through what looked like Iowa which looked the same as Nebraska which looked the same as most of Illinois and Indiana and Pennsylvania - and even parts of New York. That is corn.

As we were driving down some podunk road through fields of corn, I saw an overwhelmingly large tower. This was something along the lines of a Tim Burton creation. It was quite large at the base and seemed to spiral upward and then droop sullenly at the top. It had large rings of colors - purples, reds, yellows, and greens that made their way all the way up to the top. The stripes were bigger at the base and got smaller as they got upward in the tower. This looked incredibly gloomy, creepy, and like some haunted tower in some surrealistic painting that not even Dali' would think of. (Maybe he would, I didn't know the guy)

We all arrived to some house in the middle of the cornfield, a little ways down from the tower. I tumbled out of the car with everyone else and we walked to the second story where we found an old fashioned, well-furnished apartment. For some reason or another, or perhaps no reason at all, everyone else had to leave me there for the time being where they said they would return for me in some time. I was perfectly okay with this and bade them farewell as they took off in my car.

I was alone in the room, and rummaged through my bag for my camera. I began taking snap shots of the things in the room. I approached the window and looked outside, viewing the tower leering ominously in the distance. I snapped a picture. A dog began frantically barking outside, and I went towards the door to see what all the ruccus was. A huge black dog was foaming at the mouth and clawing away at the screen door to the apartment. I stood trying to fight it off and hurriedly slammed the door shut. I jumped out the window to make my escape and headed toward the tower.

I remember feeling so tiny as I stood before this monster of a structure. I pressed a button on the outside of it and a door opened.

Inside I was blinded by white light. I let my eyes adjust and peered inside for a better look. Everything inside was white, there were computer screens and high tech gadgets everywhere. I stepped inside.

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