Late at night, Rodger Davies drives his carriage over the dark heath.
CRASH!
"Gah!"
"Blasted horse! This is all your fault! Now what am I going to do?"
"Wait - is that an inn? Fortune in misfortune!"
"Good evening, miss. Do you have any free rooms?"
"Certainly, sir. Just upstairs..."
"Zzz... stupid carriage... zzz..."
"...stupid horse..."
"Woah! What is that?"
"A carriage... with no horse!!!"
"Wake up!"
"Zzz... Wha?"
"Tell me, Rodger Davies. What is it you most desire?"
"I want a car... carriage! A horseless carriage! But with lots of horsepowers!"
"Great BrikThulhu will grant your wish!"
"Huh?"
"Aagh!"
"Great BrikThulhu has taken him where he needs to go."
"His dream made truth, shall be the key to make other dreams true."
"Many will seek it."
"It will bring untold mayhem!"
"We must follow the dreamer."
"For wherever there is mayhem, Great BrikThulhu is near!"
