{"id":48707,"date":"2020-06-05T11:22:30","date_gmt":"2020-06-05T15:22:30","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/admin.patheos.com\/blogs\/lovejoyfeminism\/?p=48707"},"modified":"2020-06-05T11:23:45","modified_gmt":"2020-06-05T15:23:45","slug":"island-of-aquarius-the-choose-your-own-adventure-bridge","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/lovejoyfeminism\/2020\/06\/island-of-aquarius-the-choose-your-own-adventure-bridge.html","title":{"rendered":"Island of Aquarius: The Choose Your Own Adventure Bridge"},"content":{"rendered":"<!DOCTYPE html PUBLIC \"-\/\/W3C\/\/DTD HTML 4.0 Transitional\/\/EN\" \"http:\/\/www.w3.org\/TR\/REC-html40\/loose.dtd\">\n<html><head><meta http-equiv=\"content-type\" content=\"text\/html; charset=utf-8\"><meta http-equiv=\"content-type\" content=\"text\/html; charset=utf-8\"><\/head><body><p><strong>Escape from the Island of Aquarius, pp. 72-81<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Oh boy are you guys in for a treat today! Oh boy oh boy!<\/p>\n<p>The Coopers are trapped in Fake MacKenzie\u2019s house as the cult townspeople bear down on them. Lila wishes Dr. Cooper had his gun, but the townspeople all have guns, and I\u2019m not at all convinced one person with one gun is going to do anything at all against many people with many guns. Dr. Cooper has a plan, though.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>The men immediately made a move for Dr. Cooper, but were stopped abruptly by a terrified order from MacKenzie. \u201cHold it! Don\u2019t touch him! Get back, get back!\u201d<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>See, Dr. Cooper is holding the cage of deadly flies.<\/p>\n<p>Only Fake MacKenzie knows about these flies.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>\u201cTell them to drop their guns,\u201d said Dr. Cooper.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cDo it,\u201d said MacKenzie.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Dr. Cooper demands to have the Coopers\u2019 belongings restored. Fake MacKenzie complies, sending some of his men to fetch their things. The men drop the Coopers\u2019 backpacks at their feet.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cCheck the gun, Jay,\u201d said Dr. Cooper.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Jay picked it up, checked ti for ammunition and action, and then helped his father buckle it on. The three of them quickly grabbed up their packs and then, with Dr. Cooper still holding that cage for all to see, went out the front door.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>How are the cult townspeople taking it? Like this:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>MacKenzie answered several whispered questions by saying simply, \u201cIt\u2019s a bomb.\u201d<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>I just remembered, by the way, that it is night.<\/p>\n<p>Here\u2019s our timeline:<\/p>\n<p>Day 1: The Coopers arrive in the evening, after dark. They witness the capture and imprisonment of Dulaney. They are installed in a guest house, but when they hear chanting in the jungle they leave to investigate. While exploring, Lila is attacked by Dulaney, who has escaped custody and subsequently dies.<\/p>\n<p>Day 2: The Coopers are given their things and encouraged to leave post haste. They walk halfway around the island but decide to stay and investigate. They sneak through the cult village to explore a stone circle in the jungle. They are caught and locked in the confinement hut. After some hours, it becomes night. A deadly fly is dropped through the thatch, and after a battle, Dr. Cooper smashes it with a pot. They escape the hut and go into the jungle, following the chanting noises, to find the cult villagers fire walking in a clearing (not the stone circle). They go back to the village to search Fake MacKenzie\u2019s house, where they are caught by villagers returning from the fire walking.<\/p>\n<p>Wait. That\u2019s it. It\u2019s still Day 2. Wow.<\/p>\n<p>Wow, okay.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>The Coopers made their way up the street, followed at a distance by what was beginning to look like a very curious and very dangerous smog. Obviously, the Coopers would not be invited back here.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>These random asides by the author that are not placed in any character\u2019s head are weird.<\/p>\n<p>Don\u2019t worry. We\u2019ll get to the <em>really<\/em> weird part soon.<\/p>\n<p>The Coopers troop across the island.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Jay and Lila kept the beams of their flashlights on the ground so Dr. Cooper could see his way, considering his deadly cargo. The tangled vines and tendrils reached down out of the dark, slapping, whipping, dripping on them.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Finally, they arrive at the bridge. Is this truly the only way to cross the island\u2014to walk to the edge of the caldera and cross it on a rope ladder? Maybe they should have checked if the other way Candle showed them <em>also<\/em> led to the boat, before investigating the stone circle on the other side of the island. Lila crosses the bridge, and makes it to the there side. Jay crosses next, and as he crosses he notices something.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>\u201cDad, it\u2019s the boat!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Lila stood on the other side, looking down with horror toward the cove. \u201cIt\u2019s on fire!\u201d<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>It seems like it would be hard to set a largely plastic and fiberglass boat on fire. What is burning, exactly? The seat cushions? I don\u2019t think this boat even has an interior. I guess maybe the plastic would melt if you burn the cushions?<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>\u201cThe fools!\u201d Dr. Cooper said. \u201cThose explosives on board will detonate for sure, and destroy that entire harbor.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Jay\u2019s face turned pale. Yes, that was right! There were enough plastic explosives in the hold to make a crater of the entire cove.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Um what.<\/p>\n<p>This is why you don\u2019t travel with explosives.\u00a0How much plastic explosive would you need to make a crater big enough to fill a cove in a Pacific island?<\/p>\n<p>Ok, hold on now, bc things are about to get WEIRD.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Dr. Cooper wanted separately to be rid of that horrible cage. Oh, to have both hands free again and get off this bridge! He tired to get his bearings for what he could see of the rocky cliff on either side of the chasm. Was he directly over that whirlpool yet?<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Just so we\u2019re clear, his plan is to drop the cage into the whirlpool. In the dark.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>What? The rope rail on the left snapped and dropped like a broken kite string! The bridge twisted crazily, the world spun upside down, sideways, back again, rocking this way and that, a hat went sailing, fluttering, meandering down into the black nothing.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>We are now reading a choose your own adventure book. Remember reading those, way back when? Yeah. That\u2019s the genre we\u2019ve jumped to.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Jake Cooper\u2019s legs and arms kicked and hooked on to a tangle of ropes and boards. He was upside down. His blood pounded in his head. With nothing but the darkness of the chasm all around, he kept swinging, rocking, swaying, like a fly in a web, like a fish in a net.<\/p>\n<p>ZZZZZZZZZZZZ!<\/p>\n<p>The cage had snagged on a shred of rope, and now it was dangling, the lid cracked open\u2014right next to his head! He could see the angry insects buzzing against the wire mesh sides, he could see their licking red tongues and dripping stingers.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>What should he do next? Hit the cage in an attempt to dislodge it and send it into the chasm? Or check on his kids real quick? Check on kids, page 18.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>He could hear Lila screaming. But now where was Jay? He twisted his head slowly away from the cage and looked ahead.<\/p>\n<p>Oh no! Jay was hanging from twisted, tangled shreds of rope, trying desperately to crawl hand-over-hand to the side of the cliff. Boards were dropping like rotted teeth on either side of him. His pack was pulling him down.<\/p>\n<p>Sounds! Lights!<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>OMG this book. WHAT EVEN.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>On the far side of the chasm stood several of MacKenzie\u2019s men.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cDad!\u201d Lila screamed for somewhere.<\/p>\n<p>ZZZZZZZZZZ! whined the angry black insects, some of them trying to squeeze out through the slightly open lid.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>So. Should he try to dislodge the cage? Or should he try to right himself? For try to right himself, go to page 34.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>There was nothing to grab, no way to get free. Dr. Cooper groped about with one hand, trying to find any other rope, anything he could use to lift himself back up again. He could feel his legs and other arm losing their grip, sliding slowly out of that tangled web. His head was hanging down toward that horrible, roaring throat of raging water. The tiger flies were buzzing in his ear.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Okay, so that went badly. Maybe we can flip back and choose the other one \u2026 oh crap, what page number was that? Well shit. I guess we just have to keep going.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>\u201cDad!\u201d Lila screamed again, and then her scream became a constricted gurgle as if she were choking.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cLila!\u201d he shouted. \u201cWhat\u2019s happening?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cLet go of her!\u201d Jay collared.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cDoctor Cooper!\u201d came a loathsome, terribly familiar, snickering voice. MacKenzie! Dr. Cooper twisted his head toward the rocky cliff behind him.<\/p>\n<p>Yes, there stood the madman with several of his henchmen, and there was a knife in his hand. <em>He<\/em> had cut the rope.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>I\u2019m going to dispense with my whole choose your own adventure bit, because Dr. Cooper is about to turn into a pure observer\u2014and because the passage returns to something more closely resembling Peretti\u2019s usual writing style. But seriously, what was with all that \u201cSounds! Lights!\u201d bit, and where was his editor?<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>\u201cYour daughter is in good hands, I assure you!\u201d said MacKenzie, looking across the chasm to the other side.<\/p>\n<p>Dr. Cooper looked that way, and \u2026 Oh, Lord God, no! Now he could see her. She was being held by a huge thug, and even though she was struggling, he kept his big arms claimed around her.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Is that \u201chuge thug\u201d a former college professor, lawyer, or executive?<\/p>\n<p>Just asking.<\/p>\n<p>But let\u2019s continue\u2014I\u2019m typing out this section in its entirety:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Dr. Cooper could feel a terrible rage mixed with a terrible fear as he shouted, \u201cLet her go!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>ZZZZZZZZZ! said the flies in response, bouncing and clinking about the cage. Legs and tongues were exploring that crack.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSpeak softly, Dr. Cooper,\u201d said MacKenzie. \u201cMy little pets there have very sensitive ears, you know.\u201d<\/p>\n<p><em>No!\u00a0<\/em>One had gotten out. It was now crawling with it\u2019s well-coordinated, spindly, pipe-cleaner legs down the same rope Dr. Cooper hung from.<\/p>\n<p><em>Slowly. Slowly. Free your hand, Jake Cooper! There.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>MacKenzie kept talking. \u201cI wouldn\u2019t worry too much about your fair daughter, Dr. Cooper. I assure you, I\u2019ll take good care of her. She\u2019ll be very useful to me.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Wham! Dr. Cooper found a piece of board and quickly crushed the insect. A whispers of vapor wafted form the rope where it had been. The venom began to dissolve the rope.\u00a0<em>Come on, Jake, find something else to grab!\u00a0<\/em><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Ok, my bad, it\u2019s still weird.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cJake\u201d sees ropes hanging above him but can\u2019t tell how frayed they are. Simultaneously, he realizes he could free his legs if he tried. For \u201cJake\u201d to reach for the ropes and try to pull himself up, got to page 49. For \u201cJake\u201d to free his legs and let himself drop into the water below, hoping to swing for it, go to page 52.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>\u201cLet her go, you creep!\u201d shouted Jay again, hanging from the frayed ropes by two arms and one leg.<\/p>\n<p>MacKenzie only laughed and said, \u201cIf I were you, Jay Cooper, I would be worrying about myself!\u201d<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Hang on a moment. How come all of this is in <em>Dr. Cooper\u2019s<\/em> head? How come when things get exciting we get to be in <em>his<\/em> head? I suppose we <em>were<\/em> in Lila\u2019s head when she was attacked by Dulaney\u2014but this book is just so so weird. Did Peretti ever stop to think that the teens this book is written for might prefer to stay in <em>teenage<\/em> heads? Why not tell this whole story from the perspective of the kids?<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Ping! The rope snapped, and Dr. Cooper dropped. His hand found another frayed shred just in time.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Ping?<\/p>\n<p>I mean, really, ping?<\/p>\n<p>Let\u2019s recap, because this is a little confusing. Lila crossed the bridge to the other side first; Jay was still on it when Dr. Cooper started across. So far so good.<\/p>\n<p>Fake MacKenzie shows up on the side of the bridge they started at\u2014not the one Lila was. When he tells Dr. Cooper his men have Lila, Dr. Cooper looks to the other side, where he and Jay were going before some of the ropes were cut, and sees some of Fake MacKenzie\u2019s men, with Lila. I\u2019m not sure how some of his men got across without taking the bridge; if there\u2019s a quick way to do that (and it would have to be quick, as they couldn\u2019t have left the cult village before the Coopers), why do people use this dangerous-ass rope bridge to begin with?<\/p>\n<p>Regardless, Fake MacKenzie has men on \u00a0both sides of the bridge. Jay and Dr. Cooper would be trapped even if they could right themselves.\u00a0So, now, Fake MacKenzie orders his men to burn the bridge.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>On either side of the black abyss, the men set their torches to the remaining ropes of the bridge.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>I mean. Okay.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>In just a moment the ropes burned through and snapped like very tired rubber bands, and the bridge\u2014tangled victims, savage insects, and all\u2014dropped like a writing necklace into the chasm.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>I mean, I guess.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Jay was gone. Dr. Cooper was gone. And Lila, as if stabbed through the heart, collapsed like a limp doll in the big guard\u2019s arms, her eyes closed in horror and anguish, her final scream only a weak, ebbing whimper.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Like. I don\u2019t know, maybe they should have left the island that morning, when they had a chance to, especially since they already knew the island was under the control of literal <em>murderers?<\/em>\u00a0Just a thought!<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>MacKenzie looked down into the black hole, smiled, and then looked across the expanse at the trembling Lila.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cPrepare her for the Pit,\u201d he said.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>These kids are going to need some serious therapy.<\/p>\n<p>Oh by the way\u2014the boat never explodes. Dr. Cooper warns Fake MacKenzie, when he shows up, that there are explosives, and Fake MacKenzie accuses him of lying, and says there <em>were<\/em> no explosives. Oh my oh my! What a mystery!<\/p>\n<p><b>I have a <\/b><a href=\"https:\/\/www.patreon.com\/lovejoyfeminism\" class=\" decorated-link\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"nofollow\"><b>Patreon<\/b><\/a><b>! 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