I was in bed with
Pamela Smart, in my room at my mother’s house. We laughed, and
fooled around for a bit, then took a break to have a
cigarette or two. I hadn’t seen her since we were in
grade six together, and I remembered that she had wanted to be a
teacher back then. I wondered if she was still planning on doing it.
We returned to bed, and I marveled at how she acted just like
Jessica. It occurred to me then that
Jes might not appreciate my behavior towards
Pam... Jes was off filming a new movie, I think it was a
Lord of The Flies remake, and she was one of the people who get
killed off early on.
After Pam and I had
finished, she asked me how she was in bed. I told her she was
great, and asked how I was. “Well,” she said, “I enjoyed it, but
I didn’t see God, or anything...”
...
I was a superhero, with
Maggie the
Sheepdog as one of my sidekicks, and some mystery fellow as another.
Somehow, I ended up getting into a
fistfight with
Bruce Campbell, who was going out with one of my female
acquaintances... And that’s when it dawned on me;
Bruce Campbell isn’t human. “He’s a
demon,” I thought to myself, as he continued to beat me down,
shrugging off even my mightiest
super-blows...” I gotta warn everyone, he’s not human....”
I think he dumped my body in a
grain silo.