TV
Arthur Penhaligon sat on the couch whilst nonchalantly flipping through several stations of his TV. After a great time of doing so he became extremely bored and began to fall asleep, flipping to the last television station. A catchy old western tune was played as a vehicle constructed of a large wheel sped down what Arthur had remembered to be Grim Tuesday's pit.
Several denizens began to chant to the music as the giant wheel passed them. "Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' rollin'."
"Keep rollin' rollin' rollin'," Suzy said under her breath as she drove past a small group of overseers.
The scene then changed to show Grim Tuesday standing inside of his glass pyramid looking out towards his pit as he calmly rubbed his palms together.
"Whoa my pit is swollen." He said approvingly whilst nodding his head.
Suddenly a strange voice appeared out of nowhere as the scene changed back to Suzy speeding down the pit even faster than before. "Keep that tire rollin', RAWHIDE!"
"What the hell!?!?!" Arthur shouted as he jumped up from the couch.
He looked over to the TV to see that the television station was changed to TV Land and that the theme song for the old western show "Rawhide" was going off and the actual show itself was starting.
Arthur shook his head free of the dream as he picked up the remote and started to surf through channels once again looking for a decent program. Like before he slowly fell asleep shifting his gaze to the television to see what the station he had flipped to.
On the screen, was a giant person chained to a massive clock, next to him was a young boy who Arthur instantly recognized as his self, and soon remembered the giant was actually the Old One.
A slow tune started to play as the Old One began his musical. "I got locked up." He said as the music continued. "They won't let me out."
"They won't let you out?" The Arthur in the television sang as he dramatically threw his hands up in confusion.
"Yes Arthur, I'm locked up. They won't let me out."
"They won't let you out."
"I'm locked up, they won't let me out." The Old One said shaking his head.
Suddenly, the sound of jail doors closing rang from the television as the scene switched, but the song was still the same. Now the TV showed Arthur deep within a dark pit, commonly known as Grim Tuesday's demesne. Next to Arthur was a girl he knew as Suzy, she had came to rescue Arthur from the treacherous pit and had began to bombard him with questions such as, "What are you doing under here?" and "How come you're all dirty?"
Arthur had had enough of these questions and stood up and started to sing in the same tone and rhythm that he and the Old One did in the Coal Cellar. "I'm going to tell you what happened, but first you have to stop all that yappin', I got locked up."
"They won't you out?" Suzy said raising an eye brow.
"They won't let me out." Arthur said with finality.
"You're locked up?"
"They won't let me out." Arthur said once again.
The sound of jail doors slamming went off again as Arthur blinked his eyes and turned off the television station. He was quite tired and had fell asleep watching TV, but now he was somewhat rested and wanted something else to do.
"I sound like Akon a little on TV." Arthur said, somewhat remembering where he had heard the song from.
Next to the couch he was sitting on there was a wooden table with a couple of books sitting on it. Figuring that reading would keep him awake, he picked up a book that had collections of short stories. He was already starting to feel sleepy…