“Save the
trees!”
Paul Bunyan*
#quote
Today I did
things. Tomorrow I will do more things.
Anyway onto the
flash fiction!
The Last
Thoughts of Damon Drew
(Okay I need to
finish the laundry when I get home.)
(Oh, hey a cat.
That's one cute cat.)
(This doesn't
have to be hard Damon.)
(I should get a
cat.)
(You don't need
to resist Damon.)
(Wow, that girl
over there is pretty hot. Maybe I should hit on her.)
(Damon, how
long will your subconscious block me out?)
(Did I hear
something? No. That's impossible.)
(So I have
broken through your subconscious barrier.)
(W-what? Is
there a voice in my head. Did I hit my head or something?)
(No, no Damon.
You didn't hit your head. But you are going to lose it.)
(What are you
talking about?)
(Most ghosts
lie about it but I'm going to be blunt dear boy. I'm going to take
your body.)
(I'm either
dreaming or somebody slipped something into my drink.)
(I assure you
that isn't the case.)
(I'm not
driving home until you go away so I don't get in an accident and get
a DUI.)
(It's better
for me if you're not distracted by driving and are forced to focus on
me.)
(I swear I'm
going to kill whoever spiked my drink and made whatever you are.)
(And who are
those people dear Damon. What's the name of your mother? Or father?)
(Well my
mother's name is...why can't I remember either of their names!?)
(Because I took
them from your memory dear Damon. All of your friends and family.)
(No, how, why?)
(I said I was
taking your body. And to do that I must take your mind.)
(So you're
taking my memories? I'm just tripping or whatever aren't I?)
(The fact that
you believe your drugged means you won't be resisting much.)
(Like anything
is actually happening. This stuff wears off.)
(Dear Damon do
please tell yourself that. Once I take your memories then I supplant
my thoughts into yours like shuffling cards together. You're not the
first, this is how a ghost like me lives in the mortal world
forever.)
(What a
beautiful day.)
(What pretty
flowers.)
(I should head
home now.)
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