Tunnel Man is in the shadows,
And he's watching thee...
Is he good?
is he bad?
No man knows -
For the sun does not shine in his world -
In that tunnel where the wind whistles like the chanting of dead of souls,
Where the rats feast in the mountain of filth,
And the imagination turns to darkness.
Jim hummed this merry tune as he worked his through the old tunnel once more.
The next day he was back at the Subway, with Jo, drinking.
'Yeah I like this place,' said Jim. 'I had this idea the other night.'
The G-Juice was already buzzing around inside his brain - and the flashing lights were back in front of him and around him, and his ideas were flowing out of heart like a fiercome energy pulse propelled by the motion of an expanding star.
'We could make movies in this place,' he was saying. 'I have got a camera. I haven't used it in years, but I can quickly wipe the dust of it and juice it up again. Yeah! Movies. Think about it Jo. We could make a fortune!'
'How?'
'I was thinking about building a website on the internet. Yeah! Sure! The internet is a gold mine if you know where to put your tools and dig! We could make a fortune making videos about the Tunnel. We could call it Shadows of the Tunnel... No wait, that sounds rubbish. How about: Secrets of the Tunnel!;
'But there aren't any secrets,' Jo replied. 'It's just a dingy old train tunnel that isn't used anymore. There is no history to the place other than it used to be used by trains. There's never been a murder.'
'Stop being so negative Jim! We will just make stuff up. We will say there was a battle fought here long ago. We will say a coven of witches used to make spells and worship some strane god back in the day before the railway was built. And let's not forget the Tunnel Man! Now he is real. You have seen him yourself. Or did you just make that up because you were drunk?'
'No! The tunnel man is real alright! I have seen him and he sent a chill down my spine!'
'There we go! We will make videos about the Tunnel Man! It will be great!'
Jim took a swig of the G-Juice.
'That's what we will call the Website. And we will put cameras up around the tunnel and capture the first pictures of the Tunnel Man!'
'I don't think it will work,' said Jo.
Jim asked him why.
'Well I don't think it sounds very interesting,' Jo replied. 'No one is going to want to watch videos about a haunted tunnel...'
Jim heard his friends words and made the educated decision to ignore everything he said.
'I think it will do well,' said Jim. 'I think we can grow and audience and make money.'
'Art will never succeed if motivated by money,' said Jo.
'What would you know?' said Jim.
'Quite a lot actually,' Jo replied. He was more drunk than Jim; had been drinking since 7am. It was amazing that the man was still able to talk. A testament to a resolute drunk!
'I used to be quite rich myself,' said Jo. 'Back when I had my businesses. I got lucky when i was young. Inherited some money. Bought a shop, made it work, and then another. I was doing well. It's so weird how the universe can turn its back on you without warning. It's like we are dancing around puppet strings, and someone out there has total control and they can turn a switch on you whenever they feel like it, and they can make your world light and they can make it dark. And one day that power turned the switch on me. I bought one shop to many, overreached myself, and before I knew it I was bankrupt. They sent the heavies round, and in one day I lost my house, the car. The wife also walked out, taking the kids with her and the dog. And I loved that dog. Then the hard times started. And that's how it has been, till I found the G-Juice. Now my life has meaning again!'
'I love a story with a happy ending,' said Jim. 'And the good times are about to get better! When we start our internet business we are going to be rich! You have get to help me Jo. I need your help.'
'As long as I can get drunk I'll do anything,' said Jo.
Jim returned the next day with his camera.
The first day of filming seemed to go well, and Jim was certain they managed to catch a shadow moving in one of the shady corners of the tunnel.
'I reckon this video is going to go viral,' said Jim.
Jo might have replied, if he wasn't lying face down in the corner of the subway, intoxicated on three bottles of G-Juice.
Jim was still sober at the time, but that was about to end.
He pulled out his first bottle of the day.
Time for a drink.
Time for a celebration.
He waved a glass to Jo.
'Let's drink to the good times! ANd to think it has only just begun!'
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[This story for me is an experiment in spontaneous writing. I am just doodling about with this one, throwing down ideas and see where it will lead me and the characters. Scroll down to see the earlier parts of this story. Thank you.]
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