The Escape
Story by Clockwork Charlie



It was a rough night, as it had been the past few nights, sleeping on piles of garbage. At least it was nice to spend the nights in a happy dream world instead of the dank, stinky, trash building that would take over as soon as I would wake up. Tinoo and I had been trapped in here for over a week (in earth time).

Little did I know that something was lurking in the shadows while I slept....

It started yelling out in all of its insanity. "I CAN'T STAND IT ANY MORE!!! WE GOTTA GET OUTTA THIS PLACE!!! IF I STAY HERE ONE MORE NIGHT, I WILL GO INSANE AND I WILL TAKE YOU WITH ME!!!"

I simply replied in a scream of fear. "Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

I sprang out of the spot I was sleeping in and bolted around the room like a psychopathic idiot until I finally collapsed with exhaustion. While I was lying on the ground, I saw that it was only Tinoo.

Still shaken up, I said, "T, Ta, Tinoo? You, did you, have to, s-sca-scare me like that?"

When I looked at Tinoo, I saw that he had lost it. He had gone off the deep end. He stood there holding his little cap, shaking, and sweating all over. He had a good point, though. We were stuck in here, eating rotten spuds, and drinking discolored liquids. But how could we get out?

"Tinoo, I want to get out as bad as you do, but how do we get out? The only place big enough for us to get out through is the top, where the lid is. But the top is sooooo high above us, and the lid is sooooo heavy, that only a giant could open it. And even if a giant does open it, how could we get to the top?"

Tinoo came back into reality that instant.

"Maybe we could stick our heads through the little openings that these guys dump their trash into and have them help us out!"

"That's sooooo obvious! Why didn't I think of that!" My mind filled with hope.

Moments later, a strange looking being dumped an old bottle into the building. I took the opportunity and stuck my head out the open compartment.

"Hey, how are you!"

"Aaaahhhhhh!!!"

The surprised hoodian ran away at the sight of my reptilian like face.

"Um, maybe you should try and talk to them, Tinoo."

So, next time someone dumped trash trough the compartment, Tinoo stuck his head through.

"Hello there. I'm trapped with my friend in this building. Could you help us?"

The hoodian stood there for a second looking puzzled until he finally said, "Um, okay.... I get Hobo-org Mr. Klay bird man."

This guy didn't look very bright. He stood there with crossed eyes, and a mouth that hung wide open. A large, wet tongue hung out of his mouth. And who was that Hobo-org? I'm sure he meant 'Hoborg.'

A while later, a being with a cube body and a crown. Was this Hoborg?

"Why hello there! It seems that you are trapped in there. My name is Hoborg. Let me help you."

Suddenly the building began to shake. The lid was being lifted!!! I could see the sky through a huge opening. I also saw the face of a giant robot that toward over the building. He lowered a three-fingered hand down to us. Doubtfully, Tinoo and I stepped onto the giant palm. The giant robot lifted us out and brought us down right in front of the giant trashcan.

"Meet Bil, my friends. Who are you, anyway?"

"I'm Tinoo, and this is my friend, Clockwork Charlie. What is this world we are in?"

"This is the NeverhoOd, and I am its creator. I made everything you see. You are welcome to spend your lives here, among the rest of my people. I hope you enjoy this world as much as I do."

We could see that the rest of the beings were more intelligent then the one we met. Each one was a different color and shape. This land was indeed full of beauty.

"Anything beats living in a trash can. We are honored to live in your world."


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