AS USUALLY, WE'LL START THIS SCROLLER BY GIVING YOU OUR SWAP ADDRESS (HQ):                BOX 9393                  129 RVIK                  ICELAND                   HI, THIS IS JOE OF ARMADA. I'M GONNA WRITE HERE SOME MESSAGES BEFORE NOBLE-STAR STARTS WRITING. ABOUT THE MUSIC DISK, ALL FUNCTIONS WORK AS THEY ARE SUPPOSED TO WORK AND WE DECIDED NOT TO HAVE THE PROGRAM FUNCTION.        WELL, BEFORE I GO I WANNA THANK JILSOFT FOR THE DECODER, IT REALLY SAVED US  (I COULDN'T GET ANY INFORMATION ON HOW TO DECODE).            OVER TO NOBLE-STAR                   HI FOLKS, AFTER A LONG AND HEARTBREAKING DELAY, FINALLY WE HAVE FINISHED THIS MUSIC DISK. IT HAS TAKEN US A LONG TIME TO FINISH BECAUSE WE HAVE BEEN LAZY. ANYWAY, MY NAME IS NOBLE STAR AND AM THE LEADER OF THE GROUP ARMADA. THIS DISK IS DONE IN COOPERATION WITH IT. HERE YOU HAVE OTHON OF ARMADA AND WALKMAN OF IT TOGETHER ON ONE DISK. NOW OVER TO CREDITS FOR THIS SURELY EXTRAORDINARY GOOD MUSIC DISK:   ALL CODING DONE BY JOE OF ARMADA, EXCEPT THE HARDWARE LOADER DECODER WAS MADE BY JILSOFT OF IT. THANX FOR YOUR IMMEASURABLE HELP PAL!   GRAPHICS DONE BY BLOWFLY AND MUSIC COMPOSED BY OTHON OF ARMADA AND WALKMAN OF IT. WELL, NOW WE HAVE CLEARED THE CREDITS SO NOW WE'LL FINISH OFF THE GREETINGS SO THAT WE CAN CONTINUE THIS SO FAR NICE SCROLLY. ARMADA SENDS THEIR UTMOST REGARDS TO THE FOLLOWING ELITES: - IT - QUARTEX - VISION FACTORY - PRISM - RED SECTOR - PARANOIMIA - QUICKSILVER - ECLIPSE - TRILOGY - TSK CREW - ORACLE - SPREADPIONT - TJC - BAMIGA SECTOR ONE - DEFJAM - CCS - FAIRLIGHT - ESI - ACCUMULATORS - MIRACLE - AVENGER - SCOOPEX - ACU - NORTHSTAR - SILENTS - EAGLE SOFT - TOP SWAP - TETRAGON - SUPREME - LEVEL 4 - KEFRENS - SUBWAY - POWERSLAVES - SARGON - L.A.D.S. - QUADLITE - X-MEN AND DUAL CREW - UNICORN - TRISTAR - UNIQUE - REBELS - PIRANHAS - FRAXION - RAZOR - PHENOMENA - CRYPTOBURNERS - FREESTYLE U.K. - BLACK MONKS - STORM - TARKUS TEAM - CRUSADERS - EXCEL U.K. - IBB - BYTERAPERS - FF AND AI - DEATHSTAR - D-MOB - COSMOS - BRAINSTORM - ALPHA FLIGHT - DEXION - ARCANE - VISION           PHHEEUUUHHHH!!!              NOW THAT WAS A LOT!!  WELL NOW WE CAN AGAIN CONTINUE WITH BULLSHIT.  HERE'S A SILLY JOKE:  WHAT DOES A LEMON GET WHEN IT NEEDS ASSISTANCE?  YOU DON'T KNOW EH?           LEMONADE OF COURSE YOU MORON, AH WELL I SHOULDN'T BE CALLING YOU A MORON SINCE I DON'T KNOW YOU. SO, I'LL LET YOU DECIDE WHETHER YOU ARE ONE OR NOT.     YOUR CHOICE!     WE ARE STARTING A NEW DISKMAGAZINE SOON SO YOU MAY BE EXPECTING GREAT REVIEWS ABOUT ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING. CONTACT US IF YOU WANT TO BECOME AN EDITOR, BOX 9393, 129 RVIK, ICELAND     WE WOULD LIKE TO ADVERTISE FOR A SYSOP TO PUT UP A BBS SYSTEM IN THE USA. IF YOU ARE INTERESTED IN PUTTING UP OUR USA SYSTEM THEN WE CAN BE REACHED AT THE ADDRESS BEFORE OR BY PHONE. CALL ICELAND +354 - 1 - 76518   ASK FOR NOBLE STAR.                WELL, NOW I'M GONNA TELL YOU A SHORT STORY.                IT'S CALLED        IT                  A NOVEL BY STEPHEN KING.                CHAPTER ONE: AFTER THE FLOOD (1957)                THE TERROR, WHICH WOULD NOT END FOR ANOTHER TWENTY-EIGHT YEARS - IF IT EVER DID END - BEGAN, SO FAR AS I KNOW OR CAN TELL, WITH A BOAT MADE FROM A SHEET OF NEWSPAPER FLOATING DOWN A GUTTER SWOLLEN WITH RAIN.                THE BOAT BOBBED, LISTED, RIGHTED ITSELF AGAIN, DIVED BRAVELY THROUGH TREACHEROUS WHIRLPOOLS, AND CONTINUED ON ITS WAY DOWN WITCHAM STREET TOWARD THE TRAFFIC LIGHT WHICH MARKED THE INTERSECTION OF WITCHAM AND JACKSON. THE THREE VERTICAL LENSES ON ALL SIDES OF THE TRAFFIC LIGHT WERE DARK THIS AFTERNOON IN THE FALL OF 1957, AND THE HOUSES WERE ALL DARK, TOO. THERE HAD BEEN STEADY RAIN FOR A WEEK NOW, AND TWO DAYS AGO THE WINDS HAD COME AS WELL. MOST SECTIONS OF DERRY HAD LOST THEIR POWER THEN, AND IT WAS NOT BACK ON YET.                A SMALL BOY IN A YELLOW SLICKER AND RED GALOSHES RAN CHEERFULLY ALONG BESIDE THE NEWSPAPER BOAT. THE RAIN HAD NOT STOPPED, BUT IT WAS FINALLY SLACKENING. IT TAPPED ON THE YELLOW HOOD OF THE BOY'S SLICKER, SOUNDING TO HIS EARS LIKE RAIN ON A SHED ROOF... A COMFORTABLE, ALMOST COZY SOUND. THE BOY IN THE YELLOW SLICKER WAS GEORGE DENBROUGH. HE WAS SIX. HIS BROTHER, WILLIAM, KNOWN TO MOST OF THE KIDS AT DERRY ELEMENTARY SCHOOL (AND EVEN TO THE TEACHERS, WHO WOULD NEVER HAVE USED THE NICKNAME TO HIS FACE) AS STUTTERING BILL, WAS AT HOME, HACKING OUT THE LAST OF A NASTY CASE OF INFLUENZA. IN THAT AUTUMN OF 1957, EIGHT MONTHS BEFORE THE REAL HORRORS BEGAN AND TWENTY-EIGHT YEARS BEFORE THE FINAL SHOWDOWN, STUTTERING BILL WAS TEN YEARS OLD.                PRETTY SCARY EH?                THIS WAS ONLY PAGE ONE!                NOW OVER TO PAGE 24 AND ALSO THE FIRST CONFLICT.                LITTLE GEORGIE FOLLOWS HIS PAPER BOAT UP TO THE STORMDRAIN!                AND HERE'S WHERE WE CRASH IN!                THE CLOWN HELD A BUNCH OF BALLOONS, ALL COLOURS, LIKE GORGEOUS RIPE FRUIT IN ONE HAND. IN THE OTHER HE HELD GEORGE'S NEWSPAPER BOAT. 'WANT YOUR BOAT, GEORGIE?' THE CLOWN SMILED. GEORGE SMILED BACK. HE COULDN'T HELP IT; IT WAS THE KIND OF SMILE YOU HAD TO ANSWER. 'I SURE DO,' HE SAID. THE CLOWN LAUGHED. '''I SURE DO'' THAT'S GOOD! THAT'S VERY GOOD! AND HOW ABOUT A BALLOON?' 'WELL... SURE!' HE REACHED FORWARD... AND THEN DREW HIS HAND RELUCTANTLY BACK. 'I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO TAKE STUFF FROM STRANGERS. MY DAD SAID SO'                SO, THEY INTRODUCE EACHOTHER, AND TO MAKE A LONG STORY SHORT, THE CLOWN OFFERS GEORGIE ANOTHER BALLOON AND WHEN HE REACHES FOR IT, THE CLOWN TURNS INTO A MONSTER (ITS REAL SHAPE) AND TEARS THE LITTLE BOY'S ARM OFF, KILLING HIM.                IF YOU WANT TO KNOW THE REST I GUESS YOU'LL JUST HAVE TO BUY THE BOOK, 'CAUSE WE THOUGHT WE SHOULDN'T WRITE THE WHOLE STORY IN A SCROLLTEXT AND THEREFORE RUIN YOUR PLEASURE WHEN READING THE BOOK AND ALSO BECAUSE WE DIDN'T HAVE THE DESIRE TO WRITE DOWN 1116 PAGES IN A SCROLLY SO WE DID ONLY GIVE YOU AN INTRODUCTION OF THE BOOK. HOPE YOU LIKED IT?                OK, NOW WE HAVE TO GET A FEW MATTERS STRAIGHT!    WHO THE HELL IS KNOCKING ON MY DOOR? I BET IT'S THE POSTMAN WITH MY NEW STUFF, DON'T YOU THINK?           BULLSHIT!!           REAL BULLSHIT           MAN, I WISH I COULD JUST VANISH INTO THIN AIR AND BE WITH MYSELF FOR A WHILE, THINKING ABOUT LIFE IN GENERAL           AGAIN BULLSHIT           SHIT, I CAN'T GET THESE FANTASIES OUT OF MY MIND. YESTERDAY I BUMPED MY FRIENDS CAR BY THROWING A BOTTLE IN IT           SHIT, I LOVE ALCOHOL!!!           I THINK I'M BECOMING A POET, I'VE GOT SOME POEMS BY MYSELF. WANNA READ 'EM?           NAHHH, I GUESS NOT!  YOU KNOW, SOME PEOPLE MIGHT CONSIDER ME CRAZY. BUT I REALLY DON'T THINK I AM, I'M JUST GOING THROUGH A ROUGH STAGE OF MY LIFE.           WELL, NOW I'M BACK TO NORMAL, I WAS A BIT ODD THE GUYS TELL ME. YOU KNOW THE UNDERCONCIENCE OF A PERSON IS A WONDERFUL THING!            WOW, NOW EVERYONE THINKS I'M NUTS!           OVER TO OTHER THINGS          BLOWFLY IS SITTING NEXT TO ME TRYING TO DRAW A LOGO ON PURE PAPER, JOE WENT TO THE TOILET A WHILE AGO AND HASN'T RETURNED. MAYBE THE TOILET SWALLOWED HIM?  I WOULDN'T KNOW!           HAVE YOU EVER TRIED MAKING LOVE TO A GARBAGE CAN?    PLEASE TELL ME IF YOU HAVE, I HAVEN'T TRIED IT!           I'M BACK TO NORMAL!           I PROMISE!!!!!          IF YOU EVER COME TO ICELAND THEN CONTACT ME AT THE PHONE NUMBER ABOVE. I WILL THEN TAKE YOU TO THE WONDERFUL WORLD OF PURE SNOW AND ICE COLD WIND (BLOWING THROUGH YOUR MIND!) AS I SAID IF YOU'D EVER VISIT OUR COUNTRY YOU'D EXPERIENCE THE WORST HORROR OF YOUR LIFE. 60 DEGREES HEAT AND NO BUSHES OR TREES TO SHIELD YOURSELF FROM THE HEAT!           NO, JUST KIDDING, WE USUALLY HAVE THE TEMPERATURE OF 15 TO 28 DEGREES FARENHEIT           AGAIN I AM JOKING, COMPARE ICELAND WITH THE NORTHERN PART OF GERMANY OR THE SOUTHERN PART OF SCANDINAVIA.          WELL, GOTTA GO, GETTING BORED!           SEE YA FOLKS AROUND!!!!           AND REMEMBER                ARMADA                THE INVINCIBLE FLEET