A Land of Tales and Dreams

Insanity Too Strong for a Title

WEEK THREE

Prompt: Four roommates are extraterrestrials who have taken human form in the hope of learning about Earth's culture. Now for the twist: each alien is from a different planet and believes the other three are normal humans. (Continuation, except that's... not how it turned out...)

Genre: I... have absolutely no idea.

Warnings: n/a (unless you count craziness)

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Melony walked into the kitchen, opened the fridge, and scanned its contents, her stomach rumbling loudly. Two reptilian creatures glanced up at her with pleading eyes, only to find themselves munched on in the next instant.

"Eugh, reptiles," she said as she wiped the blood away from her face. "Why can't I have real food nowadays?"

She sighed, then walked over to the couch and sat down. She sank into the soft cushions, then shrieked as they swallowed her whole.

"What the hell?" Melony asked as she tried to get up, but only found herself being pushed into the cushion more. "Hold on, what's going on?"

Alas! T'was a portal to a new world of sofa cushions and lost change, where dreams came to wither into scarecrows of anger. The crocodile hair slides that reside down there are fearsome, and the waters are treacherous, so be wary, (not) dearest Melony.

Melony dropped into what she thought was a lake. It was illuminated with purple crystals which shone like lone stars in the sky. She started beating her arms rapidly to rise to the surface. And there upon the shore, a heron of questionable origins. Small, glowing, hedgehog-like creatures encircled the heron, making odd chittering noises.

"Gotta go fast," the hedgehogs said. But they moved incredibly slowly. As slowly as the amber waves of time that come to eat everything.

Melony furrowed her brows and looked up, staring at the purple sky that stretched with stars. "Where am I?"

The heron looked upon the sky, its eyes full of melancholy. "All that remains here is the shell of a world forgotten by time."

Melony looked at the heron and swam away from it. "Is- is that a description of this place or you just being melancholic?"

"Both!" The heron wailed. "Both at once! What else could it be? They come hand in hand in this place! The beauty corrupts the eyes in such a way you can't help but cry all the time!"

The purple crystals pulsed in their own time, the waves of the lake in theirs. The discordant songs they made grated on the ears. The heron lifted off, wailing as he disappeared into the horizon. Waves lapped at the land, caressing it as gently as a mother to her babe.

Melony swam to the shore and sat on the damp soil, contemplating the lake. The hedgehogs were quick to surround her, beginning their bizarre chants anew. One hedgehog strode up to her with a tiny basket of berries in its little mouth. Hypnosis inducing berries.

But Melony didn't know that. She thought that the berries were a peace offering, so she grabbed one and took a bite. She instantly began to feel woozy, and her mind clouded.

This place is horrible, she thought thickly. It's like... like I'm Melony in Nightmareland. A strange giggle burst from her mouth; suddenly everything seemed oddly funny.

The trees sprouted googly eyes, sticking out nonexistent tongues and licking lollipops. Singing gum drops and a river filled with blueberry water appeared. A glowing hyena burst from the trees, grinning and dancing the tango while he shouted, "I'm a pretty boy!"