Oboe Comes to TD prolougue 1.5

"we're here" he says.

i find my wallet, and inside is IT and the note:

Dear Oboe,
i am writing because i am in danger. i have not met you, yet i know only you can help me. if you get this in time, please know that my momma and everyone around me is in danger because of my curse. find the mummified dog in England, Chris will help you (i can't believe i just wrote that). but beware of chris! he is very dangerous.

sincerely, DJ.


"okay, i found it. let's get to DJ now."

"but-"
"NOW!"
"jeez. party pooper"

what was he planning?

"okay, we are now over where DJ is."
"cool. let's land."
"actually, you'll be parachuting."
"WHAT? NOWAYI'MTOOYOUNGTODIENOIWON'TDOIT-"
"actually, viewers say you will."

and the jerk handed me the parachute and pushed me off the balloon.

there are some things i would like to say right now that are unrepeatable.