Dac the Hork
Friday, February 10, 2006, 08:16 PM
I stood in my room on the fourth floor of the dymesdale aprtment on fourth street. THe urban sprawl around the complex went on into the horizon. The sounds of a buslting and restless city wafted through the open window on a warm summer night. I was laying in bed unable to sleep like normal. Tossing and turning wtih a million thoughts in my mind. I couldn't shake this feeling my whole life as though everything was too normal, as though I was born ten days ago and awoke one morning in a normal apartment with a normal cubicle job in one of the normal cities filling out paperwork.
But I guess thats life......
I drifted to a fretful sleep.
I Awoke in a pool of sweat I could feel my hair slicked wet on my pillow, a normal occurence for me. Lately I had been having some wierd dreams, wierd because they almost felt real. But they always had the same theme, a huge warehouse of humans and everyone being slaughtered, but when it was my turn I said no and ran... Everyone looked suprised as though, There is no choice, how can someoone say no to their fate..
But it was just a dream and I have to get to work today. You see I'm considered a little nuts by most, a little silent by others, and most importantly I believe in a little different reality then most people. Well I consider myself a little more enlightened and open minded. I understand the problems of the universe and the fact we probably have no idea the true extent to even our own world, the concept of dimensions, and reality. In such short span of time, maybe a hundred years the world has been interconnected and the entire globe seems watched by satellites. Everything should be known yet secrets are still present. I really don't get much but I believe in a higher power and soul. I can feel it when I walk, a sick or elated sense in my stomach. Well its about time I got off this pile of sweat and into the shower... I stumble lazily over to the shower and begin into my daily routine....
3 months later.
It looks like another shitty day, a little dark outside for morning.... I can feel the sweat filled bed agian, darn I really should goto a psychologist about that... Owell time to stumble over to the shower.... I arrive in the bathroom and open the door... walk over to the tub and flip the curtain over.. cant let my floor get wet... turn the knob.. No water? Well I think thats pretty wierd... Then I hear the water rustling and inspect the shower head... no clogs... hmmm.. I scratch my hair and laugh, eh maybe a little different today. then I hear a loud sound and hiss.. Water erupts all over my face.. but it is a little heavier then water.. and red. Holy shit thats blood all over me..
I stagger backwards and end up on my ass in shock... I hurry to the towel hanging nearby and clean it up as best I can..
What the **** is going on today!! I hurry to the TV... its all static... I try every channel nothing... Well it did seem a little dark outside...
I check the window and see a sight which doesnt even register. My entire body goes into shock like you could never imagine. I cant talk, I cant move, I cant even think. It was like the loudest fire alarm ever went off in my brain and shocked me back into last year.
Their it was, demons, and lots of dead screaming people..
Holy shit I think to myself, I run over to under my bed and pull out something I thought I would never ever need... My Katana 3000.
Hail to the king mother****ers, Its Demon killing time.
But I guess thats life......
I drifted to a fretful sleep.
I Awoke in a pool of sweat I could feel my hair slicked wet on my pillow, a normal occurence for me. Lately I had been having some wierd dreams, wierd because they almost felt real. But they always had the same theme, a huge warehouse of humans and everyone being slaughtered, but when it was my turn I said no and ran... Everyone looked suprised as though, There is no choice, how can someoone say no to their fate..
But it was just a dream and I have to get to work today. You see I'm considered a little nuts by most, a little silent by others, and most importantly I believe in a little different reality then most people. Well I consider myself a little more enlightened and open minded. I understand the problems of the universe and the fact we probably have no idea the true extent to even our own world, the concept of dimensions, and reality. In such short span of time, maybe a hundred years the world has been interconnected and the entire globe seems watched by satellites. Everything should be known yet secrets are still present. I really don't get much but I believe in a higher power and soul. I can feel it when I walk, a sick or elated sense in my stomach. Well its about time I got off this pile of sweat and into the shower... I stumble lazily over to the shower and begin into my daily routine....
3 months later.
It looks like another shitty day, a little dark outside for morning.... I can feel the sweat filled bed agian, darn I really should goto a psychologist about that... Owell time to stumble over to the shower.... I arrive in the bathroom and open the door... walk over to the tub and flip the curtain over.. cant let my floor get wet... turn the knob.. No water? Well I think thats pretty wierd... Then I hear the water rustling and inspect the shower head... no clogs... hmmm.. I scratch my hair and laugh, eh maybe a little different today. then I hear a loud sound and hiss.. Water erupts all over my face.. but it is a little heavier then water.. and red. Holy shit thats blood all over me..
I stagger backwards and end up on my ass in shock... I hurry to the towel hanging nearby and clean it up as best I can..
What the **** is going on today!! I hurry to the TV... its all static... I try every channel nothing... Well it did seem a little dark outside...
I check the window and see a sight which doesnt even register. My entire body goes into shock like you could never imagine. I cant talk, I cant move, I cant even think. It was like the loudest fire alarm ever went off in my brain and shocked me back into last year.
Their it was, demons, and lots of dead screaming people..
Holy shit I think to myself, I run over to under my bed and pull out something I thought I would never ever need... My Katana 3000.
Hail to the king mother****ers, Its Demon killing time.