"We are Ka-Tet, one from many." They all nodded. This wasn't news. "We have wandered, and fought, And killed. By rights we should have been dead a hundred times over." More nods, and a few smiles. "Yet here we are, at the Dark Tower of yore. All present, and, I feel, all devoted to the quest. Yet I must tell you this last, final time, at the foot of Can-Ka-No-Rey. I dragged you unwillingly into this world"- He said to Eddie, Jake, And Susannah- I forced you to leave your lives"-he said to Trampas and Oy and Pere Callahan. Roland then looked at Sheemie and Mordred. "You two I did not force, and yet you both seemed reluctant at the start. Almost as if you didn't know what was happening, and were generally negative at everything."

Sheemie and Mordred both had relieved smiles. Roland had just given them both an excuse for matters that they both felt should remain private. "Here is what I must say. You do not have to go on. I do not know what lies in yonder Tower: death, maybe. Or nothing, which would be worse."

It was Eddie who answered. "And we'll tell this to you, for the last time, I hope. We want to go in, you rusty killing machine."

"Of course, Eddie. I just had to put it out one more time". said Roland. "Everyone- weapons out," said Roland as he pulled the big sandalwood revolvers out of his holsters. Jake and Mordred took out the jacked up pistols that were at Blue Heaven. Susannah had her 'Riza's out, Eddie had his .45, and Sheemie had Cuthbert's slingshot. Oy bared his fangs, and the Pere crossed himself. His only weapon was the White.

When Roland made as if to move, the Pere stopped him. "Roland, We should pray first." Roland nodded. "As you wish, Pere." The pere bowed his head and started to get into it. "O our father who art in Heaven…" And along in this vein. "Amen."

"So what are we gonna do, just walk down the road and knock on the door?" Asked Eddie.