stranger danger ✖

𝗱𝘂𝗺𝗯'𝘁𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗻: 𝟮

leslie; may 14 1986 (8 AM)

holy shit. what the hell am i looking at? a slimy-looking creature right outside of my window., and i think its dead 

but something looks off ?

it has no eyes but has a mouth,

do i need to go to the library? but i hate books.

no, i dont

i can just call my uncle.. he knows these sorts of things

...

i try dialing ten thousands of times but his lines been busy. for three hours. 

that's so weird.. he usually has no life... weird.

i haven't met my uncle in a while ever since our last sorta-family-reunion. which was five years ago and it also turned into a hot mess between him and my parents. the three of them like to fight a lot. 

apparently mom and my uncle used to 'date' before she met 'his older fancy brother'. which is my dad,

whos not so fancy anymore

but my uncle always loved to talk about crazy ridiculous things and it's so fun listening. he says we both like to 'see what's under the curtain' while my parents don't. 

maybe he's got a point.

i've had a weird feeling ever since last year that there wasn't just planet earth, that it wasn't always just chicago and especially whenever i visit my uncle in illinois. 

could it be aliens?

could it be monsters?

could be science?

we'll never know

RING!! RING!! RING!!

"hello!!! what took you so long uncle?"

"no les, it's me sarah!!!"

"oh.. sarah..! hey what's up?"

"do you wanna grab a quick ice cream run?? i have to tell you everything that happened with matt!!!"