"Do you want to know what's really behind the painting in my living room?" she asked, those burning eyes drilling straight into the back of my skull.

I looked around the table at the other "guests", my cheeks tear stained and my hands still bloody.

These people terrified me. What they had done tonight, and what was going to happen terrified me, more than I have ever felt before. And they were terrified of It. That One was not spoken of, or invited, amongst this crowd of specters.

I knew that what ever happened next, no matter what, I did NOT ever, ever want to see what It really was. I never, ever wanted to know what was behind that picture. I had figured it out by now, and made peace with these other things that did not belong, as much as I could anyway, and I wanted to wake up.

"I think, now that we understand eachother a little better, that I'd rather go around the table and hear all your names again. It's hard to keep them straight because you haven't all picked the proper genders, you know."

Wake up.

"Fine. We will do that. But first, come with me."

Come on. This has lasted longer than they usually do, and it's about time. Wake up.

We went into the study, though it was miles and miles away in the real world. She looked at me, and smiled, though the rest of the room was pale. I could feel my eyes start to bleed as she slowly picked up the picture.

COME ON, FUCKING LET ME WAKE UP!

Seconds before I laid my eyes on the One that even THEY didn't invite for their night of fun, and before my growing sense of dread could find a release in whatever was about to happen, my alarm clock went off.


Sometimes, it's actually really nice waking up to a boring life and having a shitty day at work. Sometimes it's even nicer being the scariest thing in your dreams, especially when you consider the alternatives.

Either way, I don't work till noon tomorrow. I think I'm going to go see the boys, and not sleep until the sun comes up at least a little.













And because I can't remember if you actually watch the videos or what you find scary, here is something far opposite. I'm quite unsettled by remembering all of that and then watching that whole video in the dark while getting stoned before going over to the boys' on foot during this cold and windy night, to be quite fucking frank. So, this!