"I've been down here for thirty years," the mysterious L.Q. laments as he steps up behind Lionel Lovelace. "Watching. Waiting. Listening."
Another loud noise. And light this time. The pinball machine comes to life, bright reds and golds: the words DYLAN & THE DEAD illuminated across the top. The Man in Me starts playing tinny static sound from the old pinball machine's speakers.
"Starving." The mysterious L.Q. stretches, looming tall, tall, taller over Lionel Lovelace. His voice turns thin, reedy, "You gave me a glimpse and tried to shut the door," The mysterious L.Q. is no boy at all, and as he wraps a long vine around Lionel's midsection, his voice changes one more, split and cracked, broken words. Sounds from different voices strung together, spliced like a badly made deepfake. "But I could still peek through. They foundinfinity. They embraced it. And infinity embraced them, too. Whether they wanted it or not."
Tight, tight, tighter the vines around Lionel squeeze.
ELFLOCK LANES: Down the hatch! (Open to all ⛓️)
Another loud noise. And light this time. The pinball machine comes to life, bright reds and golds: the words DYLAN & THE DEAD illuminated across the top. The Man in Me starts playing tinny static sound from the old pinball machine's speakers.
"Starving." The mysterious L.Q. stretches, looming tall, tall, taller over Lionel Lovelace. His voice turns thin, reedy, "You gave me a glimpse and tried to shut the door," The mysterious L.Q. is no boy at all, and as he wraps a long vine around Lionel's midsection, his voice changes one more, split and cracked, broken words. Sounds from different voices strung together, spliced like a badly made deepfake. "But I could still peek through. They found infinity. They embraced it. And infinity embraced them, too. Whether they wanted it or not."
Tight, tight, tighter the vines around Lionel squeeze.