Last night my lover and I (Lets call him… Jareth) went riding about town with the intent of purchasing various items of entertainment. But entertainment wasn’t at all what we got. We soon discovered that a very real shroud of darkness and evil had descended on the peoples of the Salt Lake valley.
Our first clue occurred has we were leaving the parking lot of our first stop, Barnes & Noble. While we pulled out of the parking spot we noticed a small girl being dragged along by her parent. But that’s not the alarming part. The alarming part was the twisted look of demonic possession that inhabited her face. I’ve never seen anything so full of pure, unadulterated malice… And it was directed straight at us! Shortly thereafter we were nearly struck by a car driving on the wrong side of the road. A surly, disheveled, shell of a woman was driving, accompanied by her enormous monster of a son, who reclined in the passenger seat, nestled against a comfy pillow. She angrily backed her car out of our way, nearly hitting another vehicle in the process.
And the night didn’t end there, sir. Our next stop was Circuit City, where we were met by a gaggle of lumbering, zombie drunks who would, as Jareth pointed out, stop at nothing to “buy batteries.” They choked the parking lot full and were nearly impossible to maneuver around. On the way into the store we encountered a couple who bickered nastily about their hard drive. “I don’t care about the hard drive! Where did we get THIS?!” the man said, while violently shaking a jump drive in his wife’s face.
Obviously finding nothing of what were searching for, we opted to head to the always trustworthy FYE. It was on the way there that we saw it. This dark, black cloud of death hung menacingly over the downtown area of Salt Lake… And it was growing larger. I noted that there was a jet liner headed for the cloud. “Looks like someone’s trying to be a hero,” I said “That’s never a good thing.” Moments later, Jareth noted that the plane was gone. “Yeah,” I said, “It was consumed by the darkness.” He fell into mad panic, ranting about the evil that was surrounding us. I could see he was being over come by the fear. But it was too late… I was already soaked with the blackness of it. It was only a matter of time before the darkness consumed him as well…
Love and Madness,
D. Bradford
p.s. – The Burger King employee who took my money, while texting, sounded like he wanted to kill himself. Coincidence?
Posted by Inrideo
at 11:53 AM PDT
Updated: Wednesday, 7 November 2007 12:04 PM PST
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Updated: Wednesday, 7 November 2007 12:04 PM PST
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