Dream Story continued October 17th 2017

The fog dissipated.   The man known as Bob opened his eyes.  He was laying down but he did not know what room he lay in.   The ceiling was dark.  He lifted his head and he noticed he was butt naked.

He arose out of the coffin that he was laying in.  He looked around the room to see monitoring equipment with numbers and lines on it.  In large red lights he could see on one of the screens “zero one seven” in big letters.

“What the fuck is this shit?”  Bob spoke out.

He heard footsteps.  He noticed there was a cracked door leading out of the strange room he was in.   Bob crouched down behind the coffin and he noticed a shadow pass the door.

He looked around the room and there were no clothes for him to wear.

“I guess I am roughing it.”

He creeped towards the door slowly.  He slid the door open ever so slowly and peered around.  The coast was clear.   As Bob looked around, it seemed that he was in some kind of old hotel and the hallway looked like any other hallway.  He began walking.

Bob noticed a stairway at the end of the hallway.  He slowly moved towards it.

At the end of the hallway one of the doors opened and lifeform exited the door.  It was a 4 foot tall gray creature.  The creature looked like a little person but it was totally gray and hairless.  The little creature turned and looked at Bob.  Bob peered into the large pitch black eyes of the creature.

The little creature jumped back startled.  It spoke in a small voice “Zero One Seven!”

The little creature hurried towards a nearby wall.  “It woke up!  It woke up!  This is not good!”   The black eyed creature slammed it’s little hands on the wall 5 times quickly.

Other little black creatures teleported in front of Bob, a mere five feet away.  They wore body armor and were holding what looked like little remote controls.

The leader of the pack spoke with the same kind of little voice, “Zero One Seven, this is the end of the line for you.  Your existence is no more.  Goodbye!”   The little creatures moved their fingers onto their remote controls.

Bob (Zero One Seven) collapsed onto the ground.  He was dead.

 

END OF ENTRY, DJ ROBO BISCUIT

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Expert on Life (Movies, Books, Television, Gaming, Tennis). Aspiring Novelist and Philosopher. Big Fan of Satire and Parody.

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