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- >You are Anon, and you are standing on something.
- >Or are you under something?
- >Perhaps you are in something?
- >Bah who care where you are in a physical sense, all that matters is you are Anon.
- >Taking a look around to at least figure out where you were.
- >You see you are in space with nothing else around.
- >And don’t mean outer space.
- >You’re just in space.
- >The only thing of note is that said space constantly changes color, from red to yellow, orange to green, blue to white, then back again.
- >You suddenly feel a strong itch on your head.
- >Moving your arm to scratch it, you feel it still there, but now that itch is stronger.
- >No matter how long, or how hard you scratch your head.
- >The itch never goes away, and instead grows in intensity.
- >Until you feel that the itch is not on your head, but inside it.
- >Like there is a rash on your brain, and your earlier actions have irritated it causing it to spread.
- >Then there was a pull.
- >Gently at first, but then it was fierce tug that sent you fly towards an unknown location.
- >While you are soaring, your eyes could finally something in this empty space.
- >But maybe because you’ moving too fast that you couldn’t get a good look at anything.
- >Any attempts have end with you seeing white Shapeless things.
- >No they have shapes to them they just keep changing.
- >And are they always white?
- >Trying to make heads or tails of what your eyes are seeing only makes the itch worse.
- >Suddenly you are sharply pulled downward.
- >Your body jerking in response to the change of direction.
- >You now see that you are heading towards what looks like a venom green ocean.
- >But when you break its surface, there was no splash, no force of impacts, and there was no change in resistance.
- >As you continue on your journey, you start to see other shapes.
- >All of them in a never ending cycle of deconstruction and reconstruction.
- >Before you could linger on the oddities around you, you start hearing a song.
- >This song seem to come from everywhere possible.
- >It loved to change its decibel.
- >Sometimes being louder than a rocket taking off.
- >Sometimes there is total silence.
- >But even if there is silence, you can feel the song vibrate through with words you couldn’t possibly hope to understand.
- >Then all of that ceases, and the shape stop showing themselves.
- >But that doesn’t matter because all that you are is focusing something else.
- >A large black hole comes into view, but can feel that there is more to it than that.
- >You also realize this is where you being lead to this entire time.
- >As you get closer to the hole, your body is enveloped in a warmth you’re intimately familiar with.
- >A Shape which you perceive as a tendril emerges from the hole, colorless as the void.
- >Now you were no longer being lead, now you are actively moving towards the hole.
- >The warmth became an inferno, the blistering sensation you feel is overwhelming.
- >Which is a good thing too as your head hurts and the itch becomes unbearable.
- >But you don’t care you want to feel the tendril’s embrace, no you need to feel its embrace.
- >As you inch closer you hear a faint voice.
- >”Anon” it says your name a soft and loving tone.
- >*Beep* *Beep* *Beep*
- >Your eyes flash open to be greeted by a blue ceiling fan, and you’re dry heave, and covered in cold sweat.
- >But worse of all you need to vomit.
- >Untangling yourself from the covers, you quickly stumble your way to the bathroom.
- >Thanking the gods above that the door is open, as you go through the doorway and collapse in front if the toilet.
- >Vomiting whatever in your stomach into the bowl.
- >Please be chucky and green, you wish to yourself, as you open your eyes.
- >Nope that white and has no chucks in it.
- >Shit Iggy’s influence must have spread again.
- >”Anon breakfast is ready”
- >Speaking of the devil
- >You hear the bedroom door open, and hear movement in the room.
- >”Anon?” Iggy’s said in confusion.
- “In here Iggy” you call out to her.
- >”No not again.” She says as she canters to the bathroom.
- “Hey Iggy” you with a weak smile and a little wave.
- >Her frown only deepens as she see you on your knees.
- >”Sorry I leaked again.”
- “Pfft, nah don’t worry about it nothing happened.” You tell her in a cheery tone, feeling your strength return to you.
- “I mean it could be worse with you know all the chanting and drawing on the walls.”
- >That got giggle out of her at least.
- >Standing up, you flush the toilet and move to the sink.
- >”You sure you’re okay Anon”? “We could take another break.”
- “What you just got back, no I’m okay besides its going to take more than one dream to make me lose my sanity.
- >You turn on the faucet, cup your hands under the falling water, and splash your face a couple of times.
- >Grabbing a wash cloth from the ring, you wipe your face, before turning to your wife.
- “See good as new.” You smile at your wife.
- >Oh she changed her appearance again
- >She used to be a brown pegasus.
- >Now she is a grey unicorn.
- >With a black mane styled into a ponytail.
- >Though no cutie mark.
- >She stop bothering because she kept changing forms so often.
- >Oh and Iggy isn’t her real name.
- >She probable told you her real name at some point.
- >But you don’t remember it, you also don’t remember the first five months of your marriage either.
- >But you do remember her name has the letters i and g
- >So you stuck to calling her Iggy, because Ig is a terrible name.
- >”Alright fine you win” she says with a small grin.
- >Haha the madmen said it couldn’t be done, but you prove them wrong!
- >You’ve have done the impossible!
- >You’ve defeated an Eldritch Horror!
- >You’re the Eldritch Slayer!
- > “No you didn’t “Eldritch Slayer” I just don’t want breakfast to get cold.”
- >She turns and leave the bathroom.
- “Hey we agreed my waking thoughts were off limits”. You call out to her, as you follow behind.
- >”I never agreed to that, all I agree to was eating you first”
- >Eh you thought with a shrug.
- >There are worse things that could happen than Iggy reading your mind.
- >And truth be told you would power through them all.
- >Because Iggy is a wonderful wife, and you couldn’t be happier without your inconceivable nightmare.
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