“First thing I pick up is absolute deception in what he is speaking. No doubt in my mind at all that he is being dishonest here.”
“It is exhausting to tune into. I don’t know how these people lived life this way. More backstabbing and fake faces forward and lies and competition and cover-up than I have ever seen.”
The day Bacon came back, he just walked through the door and said “Hello.” Like nothing had happened. As if he hadn’t been gone for 15 years.
“At first, when I looked at him I got that he was a on the ‘good side’… like that is literally what I heard it described as. But then I looked again and got very confused.”
Taken by the witch. To read these words gives me some pause. Some ten years have passed without the tapping at the window, without the fingers dragging through dark hair, without hearing her song on the wind. Perhaps it was all in my mind.
“I am just going to puke out every single thing coming as crazy as it all sounds. Hopefully you will know if any of it is even possible. It is just absolutely insane…there is so much, I don’t even know where to begin.”
These short stories haven’t hit the big screen, but here’s what their posters might look like if they became Hollywood horror movies.
“So, this just reminds me of a game. The reason I feel like I’m seeing that is because it IS a game. What is happening right now is players playing a game.”
Here’s your badge of honor, “It Follows.” You won over a horror-hater.
Who among us haven’t wanted to throw a lightsaber-fit at some unsuspecting console when things don’t go our way? Plus, tantrums mean you get to pet that hair of his and tell him everything’s going to be okay.