The Dark Tower Page #3

Roland of Eld.

Wait, I thought

all the gunslingers were dead.

Roland's always had

an annoying ability...

to resist my magics.

So I killed everyone

he ever cared about.

Last I heard, he was roaming

the Mohaine aimlessly.

- That's where the boy is going.

- Mohaine desert? Isn't that...?

Vast. Yes.

And so is this boy's shine.

I'll send our trackers

in the region, sir.

This will get worse.

I don't have anything

that can help with that.

You need to rest, let it heal.

I'll be fine.

Thankee, Sai.

You've come all the way

from keystone earth to find him.

His shine is beyond anything

I've ever seen.

Shine?

Psychic powers.

Very few are born with this gift.

Often, the power is so slight,

people don't even know they have it.

Your shine burns so brightly, Jake.

You have potential

I can't even begin to understand.

Whoa.

Her voice was in my head.

Your gift is extraordinary, Jake.

It made you see across worlds.

The drawing.

What about the drawing?

Concentrate.

Share your visions with me.

Open up.

Show me.

The man in black...

Jake.

Fled across the desert.

Tell me.

Where is he?

Northern wastelands.

That's more than six months of travel.

But you can get me there

faster than that.

The man in black and his men

keep track of all portal travel.

- I need to get there.

- Portals.

We couldn't help you,

even if we wanted to.

The only way to access their territories

is from one of their own bases.

Then I'll make it on foot.

Wait.

The fake-skins...

they take kids

from different worlds, right?

They tried to take me from New York.

- Doesn't that mean that they...?

- They have a base there.

With a portal that can take me

right to this place.

You're gonna send us to keystone earth.

We're diverting power

to the generators.

The portal will be ready shortly.

Do they have guns in your world?

Yeah.

And bullets, are they as rare

as they are here?

You're gonna like earth.

A lot.

We agreed we'd never use the portal

unless the village was in danger.

They will find out we have it and come.

We can't disobey a gunslinger.

It's the law.

- How do you know what he is?

- Arra.

You must have read him.

What do you see?

He's Roland of Gilead.

Last of the line of Eld.

But the man in black has

his soul in his pocket...

and his heart's consumed

by vengeance.

He's not a gunslinger.

Not anymore.

Or would you tell us differently?

Only a goat would lie to a seer.

You dishonor your ancestors.

The gunslingers have sworn an oath

to defend the tower...

Look around you.

The war is over, and we lost.

If you left your little haven,

you would see that for yourself.

The darkness is everywhere...

and trying to fight against it

accomplishes nothing.

I was fighting to defend the tower

before most of you were even born.

There's always a battle.

Always.

But no more.

Isn't that why we're losing?

Because everyone stopped believing.

As long as the darkness is out there,

the tower will fall.

And before that happens,

I will get my revenge.

Look.

He saved my life.

And he doesn't even like me that much.

He's still a gunslinger.

I know he is.

Should be ready anytime now.

As soon as it aligns, it should open...

in an unobstructed area in your city...

on your version of earth.

"Should"?

Technology's very old.

Remember that number.

It's your way back here.

Got it.

Been there.

Hey.

You okay?

What's wrong?

We're losing power.

Sir, they're in the village.

Oh, no. Paras.

- Can you fix it?

- We have spare parts in the village.

Jake, go find somewhere close to hide,

understand?

Yeah.

Come on!

Get inside!

- We need to go! Hurry!

- Are you okay?

Go get weapons!

Which way?

In there.

He's there.

He's hurt.

My child! Please!

His guns are forged from the steel...

of the sword of Arthur Eld himself.

I believe Keystoners call it Excalibur.

Please, just go!

Just get help, please!

- We have to get out of here.

- No, I've got to get them out!

No, no, please, we have to go!

- Ahh!

- Run.

- Let's go!

- Help!

Go get the parts.

Dad!

They were after our boy.

Why would they want our boy?

Right.

- Turn on the water pumps.

- Right away, sir.

- No!

- Let's try to get them out!

- Okay, I'll take care of you!

- All right.

There you are.

All right?

Come this way.

You couldn't save him, Roland.

Sir, shine.

That's the boy.

Get him.

Jake.

Jake.

- They're here for him.

- I know.

Roland.

- What are you doing?

- Quiet.

Roland. Please.

Help me, please.

Let's go! Let's go!

We need to leave.

He's not safe here.

And as long as he's here,

you aren't either.

We have this fight.

- Come on.

- Go.

Jake.

Be careful using the shine.

They're tracking you.

Portal alignment complete.

Come on.

No, it's not ready yet.

- Knife.

- He's a chef.

Come on.

So many people.

We need to get you help.

Right now.

They had a portal.

I think they're gone.

Get me the coordinates.

One last time around the wheel,

old friend.

This is madness.

You can't walk

into a hospital here carrying guns.

Trust me.

Come on.

Let me do all the talking.

Hi.

You've reached Laurie, Lon and Jake.

Please leave a detailed message...

and we'll get back to you

as soon as possible.

This is awful. Try it.

- That looks gross. What is it?

- You got to try it. It's terrible.

- I don't want to try it if it's terrible.

- It's like mango...

Do the animals here still speak?

What? No, that's a commercial.

Wait, what do you mean by "still"?

He's in here.

Mr. Deschain.

I see the antibiotics are kicking in.

On a scale of one to 10,

how bad is your pain?

Okay.

You were in very bad shape.

I'm surprised you're even sitting up.

I'm stronger than most.

We get that sentiment a lot.

So aside from your infection

and the wound from the...

costume-party incident...

we also found traces

of hepatitis a, b, e, and...

chronic radiation sickness.

Have you traveled overseas

in the past couple of months?

No. I've been here on keystone earth.

So am I cured or not?

We're going to keep you here

for the night to monitor your progress.

Maybe tomorrow afternoon...

What are you doing? No.

- I can't stay here.

- You need to get back on that.

- Mr. Deschain, you need...

- For your services.

- Wait, what?

- May your days be long.

But you need to get back on that.

- Mr. Deschain?

- Bring my guns.

These are painkillers and vitamins.

You only want to take

one or two at a...

- time.

- Hey, cutie.

Can we join the party?

You have both forgotten

the faces of your fathers.

You probably shouldn't talk

to people here.

What is this?

Sugar.

How we gonna find the portal?

New York's a pretty big place.

I don't know.

I just can't let Walter know

how I'm coming for him.

I've got an idea.

These painkillers work fast.

I haven't felt this good in years.

Yeah, we got the good stuff.

Got any more of that sugar?

There's nothing to be scared of.

I promise you, whatever happens...

you'll be at peace.

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