Live From Las Vegas
Once upon a midnight dreary, while Shrivel Nelson relaxed himself into another night of picking out the factual inaccuracies in his favourite film, 'exorcist 2', taking notes on the back of his hand with a blunt knife between handfuls of jelly worms - suddenly he heard a sound. Surely, thought Shrivel, this must be someone knocking on my chamber door. The idea of someone wanting to see Shrivel at all filled him a terrific terror.
Shrivel hadn't had a visitor since a pizza was accidentally delivered to his address. He loved pizza but just so he would have something to say to someone he told the delivery man 'this is total bogal I'm no eatin this muck'.
Shrivel wasn't prepared for such an encounter again, one visitor is enough he thought. He decided to leave the door and pretend he wasn't in. After a moment the door knocked again, this time much louder than before. The sound shuddered the floor and trembled the walls. Terrible and bloody images filled his mind as he imagined what horror laid waiting for him behind the door. 'Go away', Shrivel said silently to himself as fear made his voice inaudible.
Again the door knocked louder and louder like the sound was moving closer, like the horror was growing. "Oh, I was just sleeping. Who is it? I wasn't ignoring you. I was just getting lots of sleep because I'm kicking chucks out of konts tomorrow. Don't mess..." Shrivel said as he approached the door. The knocking continued but now the sound was so loud it seemed to come from inside his head. He flung open the door...
Darkness there, and nothing more. He looked around fearful, but there was nothing and no one. Gently the air grew denser - he could smell pizza from some unknown source. He imagined it was two friends sharing a pizza in the flat opposite. Shrivel sat on the landing looking out into the dark lysergic void from which the distance opened its jaws, "you can kill me if you want... I'm so lonely".
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