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I was visiting my cousins in their skyrise apartment.
It was morning. The sun was shining through the translucent white curtains.
I got out of bed, but felt something was wrong.
Nobody was around, but it wasn't that.
I went into the living room to play some video games, to get my mind off the anxiety.
Strangely, I felt it had become night. The big screen glowed brightly.
Should I play the wood-veneered Super Nintendo, or the standard purple and gray one?
I picked standard purple and turned it on.
The cast of Seinfeld appeared dancing on the big screen while blocky futuristic cars zoomed around their feet.
It turns out Elaine is actually a good dancer. She was smiling.
Suddenly, against everything I had hoped for, Elaine's eyes hollowed out. Then they hollowed out some more. Two giant black pits were looking at me, while the non-entity Elaine continued to smile and dance.
I realized then my problem: I was living in a Demon's world.
I wandered through the maze of the white and glass of the apartment interior, catching glimpses of the big city skyline.
Somehow I knew I was still trapped in the Demon's world, when I caught his reflection off the glass.
Everyday feels fine, until the Demon /looks/ at you from his empty eye sockets, reminding you that you live in /his/ world.
It only happens once or twice or thrice in your life. That is all the torture you can bear.
And when you die: no more distractions, no more comforting illusions. No more dreams. Not even a nightmare.
And no waking up.
Jun 24 · 2 weeks ago