DARK HUMAN

Chapter Thirty-Seven

6/3/2019

Dear Diary

Dreamt

As I walk into my dark office with Geo behind me, I turn on the light, and look around the room. And as I stare at my messy papers on my mahogany desk, I then walk over to it, and shuffle through my paperwork. Looking for an important paper, he stands behind me, and places his left hand on the desk, and asks, "What are you looking for? Is it important? Do you want me to help?"

"I'm looking for a document. And yes, it's important. I'll find it. I don't need your help," I whisper, as I keep looking through the papers without looking up at him.

"Okay. You keep looking for whatever you're looking for. I'm going to show you something. You need to see this," he says with a smile, as he walks to the opposite side of the desk and turns on my large white calculator. As he punches in the numbers 4777, he then pushes it towards me, and points to it, and says, "Look, it's the number 4777."

"What's this? What's this supposed to mean?" I ask, as I stop what I'm doing, and then look at the calculator, and then at him.

"I'm not sure what it means. But it means something. Something or someone told me to punch it in."

"Welt! When you know what it means, then you let me know," I say, as I go back to shuffling through the papers. Not being able to find what I'm looking for, I then leave the office, and turn on the television, and pick up a broom, and then say with a laugh, "You always say that something or someone told me to do something."

"Well because they do! And are you seriously sweeping right now? Why are you sweeping? Why don't we get groceries," he yells from the office, as he turns off the calculator.

"Yes, I'm sweeping. I'm cleaning up the dirt," I say, as I put the dirt in the dust pan. Walking over to the garbage can, and tossing it in the garbage, I then say, "Okay. I'm ready! Let's go now."

As we get in the car, I sit in the passenger seat, and he turns on the music, and as it blares throughout the car, either one of us say a word while he drives. With him pulling into the grocery store parking lot moments later, I look out the front windshield, and multiple grey and black blobs with small round empty eyes appear and slither everywhere, while leaving slime behind them. With them coming up to the car, and slithering around us, I say to Geo, "What the hell are those things? They're leaving slime everywhere!"

"Ohhhhh! Just ignore them. They're just dark figures," he says, as he gets out of the car, and watches them.

"Will they slime me?" I ask, as I then get out of the car, and watch them. As we stand there, and keep watching them, they move around the parking lot without any of them approaching us, and I then ask, "Will they hurt us?"

"Nah! They won't hurt us! Come on," he says, as we walk through the parking lot and towards the store. With him grabbing a shopping cart from the middle of the parking lot, he then pushes it into store, and then says, "Look! They're everywhere. They just like to slither. They aren't going to hurt nobody."

"Well! Okay! They're distracting. It's very hard to focus you know. You do realize that no one in the store either," I say, as we watch them slither throughout the store.