There was also a sense of great speed. Like a shot of lightning streaked with green, it rocketed me back & forth so many times I no longer knew where or when I ever was. I had no control. Day & night flashed asynchronously, hiding & revealing appalling flabby creatures too horrible to recall that emanated death from every orifice. I can only pray they were crushed by the giant stone head whose face was locked permanently in a hideous howling grimace.
Memories are so blurred of the events that have unfolded that I can hardly tell one from the other anymore. Was that a fish man wearing clothes and roller skates? I certainly remember the music & flashing lights, but where were the bearded man & explosions? Children chasing after a giant silver dinosaur through a hellish pink haze while a storm of garbage rained down from the rooftops. Or was that the drugs? I think marijuana may have been involved, tho' I know for certain I've never touched the stuff.
I wasn't the only one to suffer this madness, but I may be the only one to survive. I remember seeing, tho' briefly, a poor bespectacled young lad pursued by a screaming banshee witch who relentlessly tormented his every step of escape. I don't know if he made it. To be honest, I'm not even sure if I will anymore.
The end is near. I hear a noise at the door, as of some immense slippery body lumbering against it. It shall not find me. God, that hand! The window! The window!
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