Dr. Jonathan Crane, MD - Entry 008 (Patreon)
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CRANE: I don’t know how much safer I feel in the light. But one must adhere to the posted hours of the Public Library. Now these books are all of a similar genre, so they should be in the Fiction section.
JERVIS TETCH: I – I must make them go away. Away with the riddles, shoo! Shoo!
CRANE: Jervis Tetch.
TETCH: Crane! The riddle solver! Bad! You bring very bad things!
CRANE: What on Earth are you doing?
TETCH: You answer riddles! You answer riddles, and people die! If you can’t answer the riddles, then we live!
CRANE: What are you babbling about? What are you gonna do?
TETCH: Don’t you see them, Jonathan Crane? Our names. Our names! Written in the riddles! Clock King, tick tock! Dead. Cavalier – where is he? Willows. Trees. Weeds. Plants – Ivy? Toad. Jabberwocks. Alice. Hatters!
CRANE: Jervis –
TETCH: Horseman! Ichabods! Cranes! He’s written us into this! He’s written us out of this! Solve the riddles – we’ll die!
CRANE: If I don’t, Edward dies.
TETCH: Better him than me. (ignites a lighter)
CRANE: Jervis Tetch, don’t you –
(sounds of burning)
TETCH: I am free! Free – the fire has freed me! No more books. No more riddles. I am free!
CRANE: I will tear you apart for this!
(fire alarm sounds)
TETCH: Heehee! Free! Oh, I’m late! So very late!
CRANE: Get back here, you – (TETCH flees) Dammit!
(breaking glass, sirens in the distance)
CRANE: (sighs) They’re ruined. I can’t make heads or tails of this mess. Goddammit, Tetch. You may have just killed us all.
The third riddle:
"Where the wind is in the willows,
Where the jabberwock will sleep,
Where the Dewey numbers linger,
Where the headless horsemen creep."