"Cthulu. A grosteque mass of tentacles isn't exactly something you want to see pop up in your dreams, you know," says Johnathan.
"Maybe if you weren't such a puss, you wouldn't be freaking out about it," Dawn mumbles.
"Excuse me? Who's the one who has been having the dreams? Not you!" Johnathan shouts.
"Whatever, just get in the damn car."
Dawn had just bought a new car, granted she had no money to pay for her apartment. She was doing fine with her old pick-up, but she didn't want to wait for her parents to buy a new one and give her their old one. Johnathan was her brother, although she never wanted to admit it, as he was always complaining, especially now, with the weird dreams he has been having.
"Remind me why you got a fancy new DS Survolt when you need to pay for your apartment?'
"Look Johnny, there's a thing called a midlife crisis."
"You're 23, Dawn. You won't get that until your at least 40."
"Cant you learn to stop talking for once? You wonder why I get annoyed easily," Dawn almost screams.
"Just drive." Complains John.
"Where is this voodoo person you want to see?"
"He's a Psychologist. Says he can see into your dreams and tell you why you have those dreams. I want answers."
"I'm driving, calm down," says Dawn as she speeds down the freeway.
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Cthulu: The Rise of the Monster
FantasyThe rise of the king of monsters, and fall, written by me. This is my own story of Cthulu, the Lord of monsters. Cthulu is a monster created by H.P. Lovecraft in his novel, The Call of Cthulu. This is set in modern times, so there will b...
