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2017, 12-14

The Dark Tower – Jake’s Rescue

Dark tower. I am with Jake. I am in Jake. I am Jake. There is a really stinky ugly gross disgusting guy that is leading me through what seems to be a maze of narrow alley ways and junk piles in the city. He is also an asshole. He seems to have named himself Gasher, and he refers to himself as my pal, but I like him about as well as I like intestinal flu. And his disease is something much worse than intestinal flu. He has big oozing pustules all over his face, and the smell of decay is coming from them. I think I might vomit. He keeps telling me to go faster. I tell him that I cannot go any faster because I’m a kid. He says that better not be true or he’s going to have to smack me upside the head. I say if he does that then I’m going to have to rip his dick off. He says to go ahead and do that, because it hasn’t been much good to him for quite some time. He says he can’t even piss without it burning. I don’t really want to hear any stories about his dick. I figure it is probably about to fall off. So I use some energy and move a bit quicker. I know that Roland is following us. In spite of Gasher’s certainty that Roland will not be able to follow, I know he is. We descend through a sewer access cover into some dark tunnels. I have to use my night vision to see where I’m going. It seems the Gasher doesn’t need to bother with seeing at all. I hear a crash back along the path we have taken, and briefly wonder if Roland actually stumbled into one of the booby traps. But that thought doesn’t last very long. Gasher, however, seems fully convinced that the booby trap worked. I see no reason to try to convince him otherwise.

The asshole sure likes to smack Jake. I’m not allowing that. Every time he does, I block it or dodge it. He gets annoyed that. He says I’m being pert, and I had better not be such when I meet Ticky. We finally descend from the pitch black tunnels into a tunnel that looks better maintained, and it is lit by neon lights. We follow that until we come to the hatch of a submarine. Gasher activates an intercom and says he’s brought the kid, meaning me. The guy on the other side asks for a password. Gasher says they should know his voice by now. The guy on the other side insists on a password. Gasher is having problems. He can’t remember the password. He looks at me and says I’m going to have to help my old pal out. I say I don’t see any pals around here. He tries to smack me and I block it. I tell him if he wants a favor that’s not a very good way to get one. He takes the scarf off of his head, revealing a disgusting oozing pustule covered scalp, and that almost makes me want to vomit again. Everything about this guy makes me want to vomit. He pulls a small paper from the folds of the scarf and hands it to me. He says he needs me to read what’s on that paper. The word bountiful is written. So let me get this straight… You have the password written down on a piece of paper, which I’m sure your friend Ticky would not approve of, and you can’t even read it yourself? Gasher tells me to stop being pert. But he doesn’t even bother trying to smack me this time. I go ahead and read the password to Gasher. He passes this on, as he slips of paper back into the scarf and covers up the abomination that is his head. The guy on the other side of the door accepts the word bountiful and opens up.

We passed through an airlock, and another of these patches, and into a room that looks like it’s a refurbished missile silo. There is a guy that reminds me of Khan off of Star Trek sitting casually over large chair in the center of the room as if he thought it was a throne. He voices surprise that Gasher was able to remember the password. The Tick-Tock Man starts talking to me but I’m not paying a whole lot of attention. I’m looking around the room to see what possibilities for getting out there are. There is a woman in there who has a laugh like Bellatrix Lestrange. She looks a little like Bellatrix as well. Ticky is finding her laugh to be very annoying. He tells her to shut the fuck up. He is interested in a watch that I have. But watch is not working, it is going forwards and backwards at irregular rates. Ticky says he wants that. I can kind of see why, he has a small glass case with what appears to be a miniature grandfather clock in it. Ticky says something else and Bellatrix starts laughing again. Apparently he’s had enough of it though. I can barely see him move but he threw a knife that embedded itself and Bellatrix his throat. Bellatrix falls to the ground and bleeds out. Ticky’s wanting to know a lot of information I don’t have. He is wanting to know how to start up a huge number of computers that are hidden underneath the city of Ludd. I told him I have really no idea how that stuff works, but I guess I could take a look at it. He gets immediately pissed and says that I’m not going to get anywhere near them.

I tell Ticky I can’t figure out his computers without seeing them. I see a Oy in a vent. Roland caught up. I hear him telepathically. He says he is outside, there’s going to be a diversion and he needs me to let him in. Ticky is still wanting information. I figure if we needed distraction, I’ll give him some information. So I reveal the fact that Gasher wasn’t able to remember the password. He has a hidden on a piece of paper in his scarf, and he wasn’t even able to read himself. He had to have me read it to him. Gasher announces that he’s going to kill me for that. Ticky is taking my accusations seriously. He wants to see the scarf. Gasher pulls out a knife and backs away and says that he doesn’t really want to stab Ticky, but he will. Ticky does not take that as a serious threat. I look for the button to open door. I can hear Roland telling me telepathically to let him in. Oy comes in through vent and decides to rip up Ticky‘s face. That freaks him out, and he is now blundering around the room yelling and screaming because I think Oy just popped his eye. He throws Oy off, and tries to grab me. I am headed for a control panel, but I don’t make it. I end up in Ticky‘s throne. There’s a gun there. I grab the gun. My thoughts of ripping his dick off for a bit too strong, I shoot Ticky in the balls. That apparently causes an excruciating level of pain, and he can no longer come after me. Now the doors open by themselves. Roland comes in guns blazing. Blows everyone in the room except for me and Oy away.

Now it is time to get out. An alarm is blaring everywhere, and I think this whole place is about to come down. There is a voice in the machine. That is the voice of Blaine the mono, Blaine the pain. It is asking if we know riddles? I know I used to have a book of riddles in my backpack, but that got dropped along the way. Roland collected it. So my answer to that question is yes. Roland’s answer to that question is also yes. A silvery sphere appears to guide us out of the underground disaster area. We follow the sphere, but in addition to the place falling apart, all of the people down here seem to have gone mad. Many of them are committing suicide. We come to moving platform, and write it the rest the way. It transforms from a level platform into a movie set of stairs, and escalator, and we emerge at what appears to be a train station. There is a monorail parked here. It’s a large pink monorail, although it has no cars attached. We have found Blaine the mono.