This adventure starts like any adventure would start in my world, in a jungle. With four guys questing through this jungle for the one thing that will make this adventure one of the best adventures ever imaginable. When they arrive to the jungle one of them has to always go to the bathroom before they start any adventure and this time is no different. As the other three are waiting around smoking cigarettes while the other takes his time in the bathroom. They three speculate on what they want to do after they make the journey into the jungle and return in a different state of mind. A state of mind looking for adventure and thrill at every turn and sees things with the biggest open mind. When the one returns from the bathroom they venture down the stairs deep into the jungle to talk to the man known as the inn keeper and browse his wares. We find he is has but one and only one of what we are looking for and it is different from anything they have seen before. Without hesitation we take it and venture to find a seat to sit down and decide what to do next. After smoking and contemplating, we start heading out of the jungle and toward a new magical place know as “The Tunnels of Oz.” In these tunnels anything can happen and you can come out somewhere you never thought possible.
As we start walking down the tunnels, we start to realize that it is like we are in a movie and we are playing the characters of Oz. We found that the navigator being me is the scarecrow, the captain is the tin man, the first mate of our group is the lion and the last being Toto since he is just following us and his girlfriend is Dorothy who was not with us on this adventure. As we ventured down the tunnels they became more and more intricate. We were witnessing something that we never noticed before, the roles we play when we are in our little group. Turning down different alleys and passageways to try and figure out where we are and how to get out. We started to wonder where we could buy an owl, a wand, and a wizard hat. This led us down places we had never thought of going. We took one left and saw the entire ceiling of the tunnel lit up with so many different lights we had to go down it to see what was on the other end. What was at that end was another tunnel leading farther and farther away from where we thought we had just come in. We finally took the scariest of the turns we have taken and ended up outside in a far corner of the city. Not knowing what do to, we found a place to sit down and ponder our next move. As we smoked and talked about what just had happened we just so happened to look up and saw in the center of all the tunnels of oz was an enormous skyscraper. Everyone knew what was going to happen next we just didn’t say it. We finished our cigarettes and prepared ourselves for the journey to the tower.
The journey to the top skyscraper started off going back the way we had thought we came and hopefully shooting to direct ourselves to the center of the tunnels so that we would stumble upon this building. It was a little harder than we had expected seeing how we had no idea where we were or what sort of entrance we were looking for. When we turned down one of these tunnels we found a man holding a big sign with squiggles on it and he was talking and pointing down a hallway. We took the chance that this was the place we were looking for and headed down. We discovered the elevators and took them to the top floor. Where we explored around the top and found the perfect spot to sit down and rest from the long walk we just had trying to find this place. It was a circular stone plant pot with ledges that you could sit on. In the middle was a giant tree that had strings of what looked like vines hanging from it. It had a rope tied around it looking as if it had to be tied down from hurting anyone. As we sat and got our minds blown from talking about quantum physics and tunneling, the captain wanted to get out of here and head to grab a bite to eat. Being the navigator I found the closest place around us and we ate. I happened to not want to eat so as they went inside I stayed out and smoked a cigarette with a really old lady who looked like she was going to die at any second and she was smoking. I was blown away by that dedication and in the distance I heard people shouting. They weren’t shouting like they were mad, it’s like they were singing but they were just speaking Japanese works not whole sentences and it’d go around to each of the three and they’d each say a word to the song or whatever they were singing. I thought I was making it up in my own head and they were just talking really loud. Yet, nonetheless they were honestly doing something of the sorts and it was making me think I wasn’t in a reality that I controlled anymore. I then went back to join the crew and helped finish their meals so that we could depart. We then had to go find something that can only be found by the navigator, we decided to go visit the snake.
The story behind the snake is a great and epic tale of three men not knowing where they were going and one seeing something the thought was a piece of rope but instead it was a snake they would all come to be afraid of and bring newcomers to experience the scare that only the snake can offer. As I led the group around trying to find this creature the only other who knew recognized where we were was the captain who was there the day when we first discovered it. When we got close to our destination the captain and I prepared ourselves to see the snake again. We approached him and led the first mate and crewman toward it. When we got right over top of it we screamed to watch out and I and the captain watched as they jumped in fear at the thought of that rope actually being a snake that was going to hurt them. They had experienced the snake much like how we had that fateful day. Now, that we had gone and found the snake I asked the captain what was next on the agenda and we agreed that finding a place to get some rest was in order. We headed back to our bunks and got some much needed rest, because tomorrows journey was about to be legendary.
When we awoke the next day we had found that we had slept most of it away and it was already two in the afternoon. I then called the captain and started planning out when to meet and what the times were going to be. I then went and told the first mate who immediately started to get ready and we went and carried out the predetermined plan. The plan consisted of us traveling to the captain’s house with a pit stop to grab some much needed supplies for the upcoming journey. We arrived at the captains house just as we had expected and from there we walked up to the overlook where you can see the ocean and we talked about how to get this day started. After talking to our friend sampson he led us to one conclusion we must head to the den. As we took off on our path we decided that we would have to walk this one out no matter the distance. Luckily the den wasn’t too far from us and we would have much time to have our much needed talks. We continued to walk and talk about whatever came across our minds. To only think that we might be able to unlock one of life’s secret if we only put our minds together and thought about it. When we go close to the giant windmill that was used for something we had no idea what. We found a set of stairs leading down into the shore before the ocean. We thought about it and decided we must stop and rest on this journey. We started to explore around trying to find the perfect spot so that we could talk our friend sampson and ask him some questions. We started climbing the sea jacks across and it had felt like we walked three football fields but when we looked back we had only gone about fifteen feet in distance. So we decided to sit and have a little pow wow as we summoned sampson to the circle. After we were rested up we resumed our journey to the village. Before we knew it we had arrived at the village. Just about a couple hundred feet from the den we looked out and saw that our den had been over run by the creatures known as the Japanese and they looked like they were have some ritual to beer gods because they were screaming random words and being loud. We did not dare go to the den and try to retake it, we would only come back to it when they had left. Instead we ventured to another well known place that we have made friends with the crabs that live there.
We set out toward the crab area looking for the sign that would mark the spot where would continue out and eventually end up in the exact spot we always have been going. When we finally see the marker we start the climb to the area and when we get there we realize that the waves hitting the rocks are splashing us and might take us out to sea. We start to adventure deeper into the rocks and it gets darker and darker it’s dusk now and not much light gets through the stone. We think we have found another suitable area for us to set up base camp in but we did not know we were only on level one of the depths. We eventually explored further and further until we stumbled upon the perfect spot away from everything and everyone. We had no other choice but to name this place the catacombs because that’s exactly where we were. Now that we had found the catacombs it was now time to sit and relax and plan what to do next on this adventure and after talking to our old friend Bernard we had still not decided. As we were sitting in the catacombs we could hear the scurries of our fellow inhabitants, the crabs. We would hear them move and now that it was getting darker they could sneak up on us without us ever knowing. This scared the first mate and crewman but the captain and I were not affected by the crabs scare tactics. We had already become friendly with them so we knew we had nothing to fear. Yet, the first mate and crewman wanted to leave our of fear so we had to find out way out of the catacombs to the surface so that we could calm them down before we decided what to do next. When we got to the top after a struggling climb up we rested and figured out what was next on the agenda. We needed to do something crazy and we weren’t about to settle for anything less than that. As we looked behind us a giant wheel was lit up now and we knew our destination, “The Wheel in the Sky.”
During our travel over to the entrance of the wheel we noticed a couple who the captain and I guessed was on their 3rd date judging by the way they were acting and the body language we saw. We have had a lot of experience with this since the area we were in was a prime location for the first through third dates. The crew and I talked as we made our way over to the wheel and we were debating on what it would be like when we got to the top. Little did we know the first mate was planning something in his head that only he knew was going to happen when we got to the top. When we arrived at the entrance to get in the car that would take us to the top we handed the lady our tickets and jumped in. It was a slow ride and it took about seven minutes to get almost to the top. I then stood up and looked out of the car over the village and it looked amazing. I eventually got everyone to stand up in the car so that they could experience this too. Then the first mate’s plan took action he started to rock the car while we were standing and the three of us immediately sat down and held on. Trying to tell him to sit down wasn’t working and pushing him only made the rocking worse. So as the first mate is laughing and the crewman is crying like a little girl, the car is rocking and it is starting to scare the captain and I. We finally get him to sit down after experiencing one of the most horrific events in our lives. We make it to the bottom where we started and it seems that the girl who let us on is now a man and is letting us off. We get off and set forth to grab some grub and continue our journeys.
After the refueling the captain and the first mate wanted seconds while me and the crewman went out to smoke. He explained to me a place that he knows of that is known as “The Forgotten Tower.” This tower is apparently haunted and is a graveyard as well. Knowing that I’m the adventurous type and that if we were to tell the captain and the first mate that it was haunted, the journey would end abruptly. I instead left that part out as we got in our transportation and set off. Around eight thirty is when we arrived at the path that leads to the tower. Not knowing what we were getting ourselves into we headed down the unlit path until we found light. The crewman told everyone the stories about how they use to throw their dead bodies in the river to our left and that there are graves everywhere you look. When we arrived at the foot of the stairs leading up to the tower, we then called Dorothy would we thought would help ease out fear but instead made it worse. She told us of how a girl had hung herself at the tower and her spirit still rests here and that we can’t take anything away from this place, not even a rock. She said that her friend had taken a rock and as they got in the car and pulled out they were hit by a semi and she was the only survivor. This did not sit well with any of us and we almost didn’t want to go up to the tower anymore. Yet, we pushed on and made it to the tower and we were on the first floor right in front of the stairs going to the second. Nobody wanted to go but just as the last person said he wasn’t, the captain set off up the stairs. We all followed close behind and made it to the stop were we stopped and smoked as we prepared for the journey out. The crewman told us another tale of when he and Dorothy and her son came here and that a little farther up the path the kid freaked out crying and said he saw something. When asked what he saw he saw things that we couldn’t see. Right then the crewman said we’re leaving and left. He now returned with us and was about to take us down that same path that little E had freaked out.
After a quick talk with our old friend Bernard again we set off up the trail to hopefully get out of this place as fast as we could. As we were all huddled together like we were keeping warm and trying not to fall behind we headed down the path and looked in horror as we saw shrines and holes in the wall looking as if they go on forever. We finally got to the part where little E had his freighting experience and the crewman stopped and told us this was it. We on the other hand pushed him forward or we were leaving him and we could finally see the road now were we could find out way back home where we all wanted to be at this point. Little did we know we would have to figure a maze of streets out and find out way back to the main road where we could find out where we had began this journey. After a half hour of wandering around hoping to see something familiar in the distance we see the thing we had been looking for, the main road. As we all get closer hoping to find transportation home. We stop by a vendor and browse some wares and buy some drinks to calm our nerves. We finally get a ride back to our headquarters but along the way we had to make a pit stop at the place we like to call “The Temple.”
The Temple is a place where all the bad things inside of you are exorcised out of you without your permission. This is a sacred place to us because it is usually visited often by us to perform our rituals. We ended the night with our old pal Sampson and we ventured off to my home and left and crewman in his rack. We all eventually passed out to tell the tale of our legendary adventure to all that would listen.
~Hulk’z0r
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