Along the way they receive help and sometimes hindrance from one or possibly two hedgehogs, a shotgun-wielding preteen, and a Russian veterinarian, and Oscar finds much more than he was ever looking for, including being beaten practically senseless, his archenemy Ron in case you forgot that guy, fatherhood, muggings, burglarly, buggery (actually I think he was looking for that), rats in charge of society, demonic possession, and at least one nuclear explosion.
Jonathan-David Jackson was born in Gastonia, North Carolina, at 3 in the morning on May 14, 1987. At first, he could not walk, talk, or indeed use the toilet. After a year of intensive training in NC, he moved his family to Kingsport, Tennessee, where he finally overcame those early disabilities. Soon, he was walking and talking as good as anyone, and perhaps better. Walking and talking wasn't good enough, though, so he also learned to write, and I hope you've learned to read too because this is where you come in.
However, when things go wrong and Oscar loses his closest friends, he has to rely on an unlikely group of refugees with surprising mental abilities. As he continues on his journey to freeing the town and himself, he finds out more of his own truths than he ever imagined, and absolutely nobody shoots lasers out of their eyes.