Walt Disney World - Travel Blog
The following entries were collected from transmissions I made from within the realm of the mouse. They may seem unconnected and disjointed at times. I wish I could share more but due to circumstances you shall see there was only so much I could do.
Day 1
The mouse's abode is close. I feel his hunger. I can hear the screams.
Nobody knows what the apparatus is... Or why the mouse had thousands of his loyal followers construct it. All I can say for sure is they never left. They're a part of it now.
It was here I had received a message from one of my outside correspondents asking: "Is that a filter on the photo Or is it being taken on a broken camera?".
In response I informed them of the following: "It's all i was able to smuggle in. The Mouscabrutes were not gentle when checking my belongings."
Day 2
I am at the mouth of the abyss. Beyond lie horrors beyond mortal reconning.
If I ever return from this place... I shall be changed.
The dark sacrament. It was bloody, beautiful, revolting, and melodic. Those who participated seemed... Lessened. But the mouse looked stronger. His hall was bathed in haunting light that the faint sunlight outside could not diminish.
Afterwards those that remained were invited to feast with him and his dark entourage.
Being a guest of honor i was given the largest share... Two slices of cheese... And a pile of crumbs.
Most got less... Or nothing at all.
Night of Day 2
After the black sacrament I was asked to stay. It is night now. Unwisely, perhaps, I have chosen to wander the grounds. I feel the O̵̼̽R̴̨̆B̴̂̚ calling me. I must know it's secrets. I must know it's truth.
Day 3
The redlight district. I only dared go in the daylight where the neon lights still stung the eye. Washing out the already weak sunlight. Every level of debauchery thinkable can be found here in the only place The Mouse's Acolytes can find the space to be at all human. But even this is a hollow echo of life.
It seems, in spite of the bleak and hopeless expressions on those who choose to be in the redlight district... There are bastions of light and hope amongst the dark and deadly streets.
I think they've discovered I've been sharing with the outside world...
They're taking me somewhere I don't know where. The hallways are a maze, confusing and unknowable. I hear things as they guide me... Terrible things.
The returning cars drip with a black unidentifiable substance... I would be petrified with fear if not for what I had seen this far.
They are screaming as the Mouscabrutes shove 12 or more into a single car. I know not where the end of the line is... But it cannot be good. I have to escape before I am forced on.
Night of Day 3
I barely gave the mouscabrutes the slip. Someone caused a commotion and I used the opportunity to incite a riot and slipped away on the confusion.
I had to avoid the streets... But only darkness exists outside The Mouse's domain. And so in the pitch black I wandered. Until an inviting glow appeared, many hours later, on the horizon. Another bastion for those resisting his dark machinations. Here I took refuge for a short while.
Night of Day 4?
I slept for many hours or many days, I know not which. When I awoke I screamed for the mouse had found me... But no. Twas a rat and nothing more. A kind rat who led me down the halls of this sacred place... Until I met him...
An acolyte broken free of the grasp of the mouse.
"Seek the fountain", said he, "only by it's knowledge can you ever hope to return home."
"Ah-hyuck"
To find the fountain I must travel back into the Mouse's territory. Roads shaded by weeping trees and signs posted by those who've long since perished warning of my fate should I proceed.
In spite of their warnings. I must press on.
It was at this point in my journey that time began to bleed. The darkness of his domain mean that one day or night bled into the other. And the constant fear of his presence stretched the hours into seconds. And the moments into eons. Time became a worthless thing.
Day ???
The fountain, crystalline and bathed in the red glow of a sun I no longer believed to be the one I left behind. It's water ran murky and thick and yet I drank heavily. For I had walked for days. The visions it showed me. The horrors I'd seen... Replayed in my mind 100 times like a knife to the temple. And when I awoke. Sprawled on the blackened concrete... I knew the path. I was to follow it, step for step, or die a most gruesome death.
The sun returns to it's former brightness as I cross the threshold of his realm and return to the world I once knew. I should feel relief. I should feel joy. I only feel an intense sense of foreboding. He knows I have left. I can feel his presence, weaker than before. Diminished.... But not gone. I look at the black road behind me. Something churns inside me, a pressure telling me to turn back. To return. I do not. I walk on. And return home, one painful step at a time.
Gentle Ent's Official Rating for WALT DISNEY WORLD:
8/10 ★★★★★★★★☆☆