Time: Forgotten Link
Jake, it's a dungeon!" cried Fin as he saw a rectangular metal
structure in the distance.
"And it looks like nobody has found
it yet," replied Jake and wagged his tail.
The duo approached
the ancient structure to inspect it more closely. It was a rather
square shaped building with the angles not being quite perfect. It
shined brightly in the afternoon sun as the metal of the ruins was in
a relatively good condition. It had a single large door which had a
ribbed exterior going horizontally down it. There was a heavily
rusted lever to the side.
"I think I've seen a thing like
this in one of our old books," said Jake. "but I can't remember
what they're all about."
"D'you think it's got
treasure?" asked Fin in an excited tone.
"Then you know what that means?"
exclaimed the two friends simultaneously.
They quickly made
their way to the large door looking for a way in. "Check this lever
over here," said Fin pointing to the rusted lever. He tried to pull
it, but his arms merely strained against the mechanisms. No matter
how much he tried, the lever wouldn't budge. "I got this,"
proclaimed Jake and enlarged his fist. With his large fist he pulled
the lever with ease, however the lever snapped off after he did so.
"Oops," was all he could mumble.
A second later the large door began
to open by raising into the roof. Fin and Jake looked at the door
with awe, excited at what lays inside of the dungeon. They descended
into the depths using the shiny staircase inside the entrance. The
light from outside became more muted as they went deeper, yet they
could see a faint light at the bottom of the staircase. "Man, it's
been a while since we've been in a dungeon this creepy," remarked
"And cold too," replied Fin.
Soon they reached the bottom of the
stairs, revealing to them a long, dimly lit corridor. The walls,
floor and roof were all made of the same metal as outside, but
compared to the outside metal it was extremely polished. Fluorescent
lights lined the roof with many of them flickering leaving some
portions of the hallway in an alternating earie darkness. At the far
end was a single door, barely lit by the light above it. The duo
began tip-toeing slowly through the hallway, gradually walking faster
and faster until they were dashing through the corridor.
Suddenly a loud *click* could be
heard throughout the entire hall. Fin and Jake froze on the spot,
waiting to see what would happen. "Did you hear that?" whispered
"The ominous clicking noise?" whispered Fin back.
"Yea, that one. Do you think something will happen?"
dunno, maybe the place is just old or..."
Fin was interrupted by two walls
sliding open in front and behind the duo with a loud grind. Two
robots emerged from the walls, their wheels grinding beneath them.
They were huge hulking beasts of machinery. Gatling guns were mounted
on their arms and their tiny heads had screens on them displaying
angry faces represented by dots and dashes. Once they were fully
emerged and facing Fin and Jake, they began spinning up their guns.
"Uh oh..." said Fin looking into the countless barrels now
spinning with a high-pitched whine.
and Jake ducked for cover, there was a barrage of clicking noises.
The robot's screens changed to show faces of confusion and tilted
towards their guns. Fin and Jake began nervously laughing as they saw
this and slowly stood up on shaky legs. "That's a relief," said
Jake wiping his brow with a handkerchief shaped hand.
"Time for a fair fight, then!"
said Fin readying his sword.
"Yea, I thought we were goners...
I mean going to be in for a tough fight," continued Jake. He turned
his fists into a mace and an axe all while increasing to a similar
size of the robots. They both then began running to opposite robots,
screaming all the way. Jake reached his robot first, slamming it with
his mace-fist leaving a dent in the robot and causing it to tilt
backwards a bit before it slammed back forward. Fin then reached his
robot and sliced at the robot's one gatling gun making the gun fall
in two with a loud *clank*. The robot looked at the sliced gun and
then to Fin, raising a 'fist' and brought it down with a crash.
Fin barely managed to dodge the attack and used the arm as a lift to
jump off of unto the robot, slicing into its chest as he did so. Jake
was doing much better using his axe-hand to slice off his robot's
whole arm in one fell swoop. The robot returned Jake's attack with
a punch to the gut and used the spinning barrels to make Jake's
stomach a dog blender. Jake took a step back popping the spinning gun
out of his stomach and groaning as he did so. Fin was busy using his
sword as a way to climb the robot by stabbing it and using the sword
for purchase on the robot's slippery surface. When Fin reached the
top, he stabbed down into the Robot's head, causing the whole
machine to power down. Jake was preparing a huge strike with his
mace-hand while dodging another attack from the robot. He brought
down his fist crushing the robot's head and torso. As the robot's
screen was flickering, it said with a distorted voice, "Threat
Fin and Jake shouted in joy and
high-fived each other. "Those robo-dudes didn't stand a chance,"
said Fin triumphantly.
"Not with our skill they didn't!"
The two then checked for any other pressure plates
and proceeded with caution. Dodging a few pressure plates, they
swiftly reached the door at the end of the corridor. The door now
stood before them. They stared at it for a moment, not one of them
daring to reach for the handle. Finally, the loud bang of a light
blowing a fuse far behind them set them into action. They both
scrambled towards the door, fighting over who gets to turn the door
handle before they both fell into the room hidden by the door. There
was an odd silence before they stood up from each other.
The room in which they now stood was
dark compared to the hallway which they were just in. The walls were
lined with tools and cables. A few screens were mounted here and
there but were all dwarfed by a large screen on the wall opposite
from the entrance. The screen had hundreds of cables running into it
and a panel was just below it with rows of hundreds more buttons and
dials. In the centre of the room was a table littered with papers
with mathematical equations and devices with multitudes of buttons.
To the one side of the table was a chair with a skeleton seated in
it. A strange cap with a cable leading into the roof of the room was
strapped loosely to the skeleton's head. "Not exactly treasure,"
said Fin. "But there is definitely some stuff here that Princess
Bubblegum would want."
Jake frowned at this. "I was really
hoping for some treasure," he mumbled. As they both approached the
table, the large screen began to give a low glow.
clicking and whirring could be heard, going from a soft hum to a low
drone. The large screen was flooded with green letters and numbers.
Red symbols began to creep into the collage of green text and a
picture began to form on the screen. After a few seconds of the image
of a red face could be seen formed from the hundreds of letters and
numbers. The eyes looked around for a second and then focused
straight ahead. "Hello, am I online?" rang a voice throughout the
room. A small red question mark appeared next to the head and floated
there. "Is there no one else online yet?" the voice asked.
"Do you think the voice is the
weird head on screen?" whispered Fin to Jake.
somebody else here!" exclaimed the voice. An exclamation point took
the place of the question mark. "Do you know where everybody else
"I think it can hear us," whispered Jake.
you not hear me?" asked the voice. "Maybe I set up the VoIP
"I have an idea," whispered Fin. "I'm here
to kick butt and get treasure," said Fin aloud. "And I'm all
out of treasure."
There was a silence for a second. Then the
voice laughed loudly. Fin and Jake joined in nervously trying to
understand why the voice started laughing. "Good one," said the
voice once it calmed down. "But I need to know if it worked."
"What worked?" asked Fin.
"Uploading my consciousness to
the internet with all my friends," said the voice with hesitation.
"Am I not online?"
"I don't know what an internet is."
"And we don't know who you are, as a matter of fact," said
Jake. "Are you the face on the screen?"
"Oh, you mean my
avatar?" replied the voice. "Yes, but it's only a
representation of me. Wait, if you can see me on a screen then that
means I'm not online. Why could that have happened, though? Could
my upload schedule have been delayed, or maybe I just activated
before I was supposed to."
As the voice was saying this, his
faced warped into large question mark and was surrounded with
mathematical equations. He continued talking at a faster and faster
rate until he couldn't be comprehended due to sounding like
gibberish. Then he stopped. "Then that means, I'm all alone."
Fin and Jake's eyes were wide, and
each had a thousand-mile stare. They both shook off their glazed
looks spawned from the series of flashing math on the screen. "What
was all that junk about?" asked Fin. "And why all the math?"
"I need your help," replied the voice. "But I'll first have
to explain to you what's happening in a way that you can
understand. You might not know this, but there is a bomb coming that
will destroy everything. My colleagues and I have devised a plan
where we will upload our consciousnesses unto the internet where we
can completely avoid the bomb altogether! I built this secret bunker
in my mom's garage to let me do this and it seems I only succeeded
halfway. I still need to fully upload my consciousness unto the
internet beyond my system here. Can you guys help me?"
"I barely understood what any of
that techno garbage meant, but I'll help you anyway!" said Fin
enthusiastically. As Fin said that, the lights in the room all went
red and a more feminine voice could be heard echoing through the
room, "Facility below required power to function. All systems will
shut down in five minutes."
The screen was filled with
exclamation points and the face's eyes went wide. "I need to get
my mind uploaded before it's too late!" it exclaimed. "I need
the two of you to link me to the internet, but if I'm disconnected
from the system in any way I won't be coming back."
to the point, smarty-pants," said Jake in an annoyed tone.
"It seems I will have to stoop to an even lower level of thinking,"
mumbled the voice. "Alright! I need you to find a red cable with a
white dingy on the end. Once you have that I'll tell you what to
Fin and Jake saluted the voice and
began their search. With each pulse of the red lights, they were in
another cupboard or another surface of a desk. Jake stretched all
over, looking for the cable and Fin was frantically rummaging through
any and all piles of junk. As the feminine voice declared that only
three minutes were remaining, Jake lifted up the cable triumphantly
and declared, "I hath found the cable!"
"Excellent!" shouted the
voice. "I need you to plug the cable in the ethernet... I mean
dingy shaped hole in the console below the big screen."
and Jake sauntered over to the panel with the array of buttons and
scanned its surface for the dingy shaped hole. The feminine voice
pitched up again with, "Two minutes of power remaining." and the
duo hastened their search. "Hurry!" said the voice now displaying
the remaining time on his screen.
Jake found the hole and swiftly
plugged in the cable. As he did so the face on the screen flickered a
bit. "Time to join my friends!" said the voice with enthusiasm.
After a spot of silence and a reminder that only one minute of power
remained, the face on the screen became solid again and had a solemn
look on his face. "There's nothing there," said the voice. "I
took too long, and it's all gone. I will never experience my
digital thoughts. I just wanted to live."
The flashing red lights finally
stopped, and the screen went blank. There was a deathly silence. "Mr.
Mysterious Voice?" Jake called out. There was no reply. "Are you
there?" asked Fin. His question was met with the silence of
The duo considered getting Princess
Bubblegum but decided that it was better to let the forgotten past
not taint the present with its pain and let dead things lie.