daemons
Lady of the house explaining how evil works
Someone (me?) asking about money and root of all evil
She replies that money is fine as long as it is the way it was in Rome; when it turns into passwords and marks on your hands and foreheads, then it becomes the mark of the Beast.
I ask, and what is the password supposed to be?
She says something indistinct, I egg her on, saying that "666" is a lousy password to have.
She turns to me and chides me, saying something like 666 being a default password that you will change right away, and that I don't know anything.
Some monsters start to enter the room peacefully, as for a party or a ball. One, a tall purple man-like creature with a long, egg-shaped head and badly disfigured, stops by me, reaches out with its purple hand, and says "ah, I remember you as a little child. You are a good boy."
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It's dark outside; F. sitting on a chair outside, across a small walk from a house. It's dark, and cameras start appearing around the entrance. He also has a couple of cameras. Nobody understands anything. Gradually, the lights start to come on, there is activity inside the house, someone talking on the phone -- I start overhearing bits of the conversation in my phone. Something is about to begin. He arranges medium-sized somewhat rusty metal alligator (or dragon?) ornaments around a vent. I start realizing that in a few minutes, maybe, they should start coming to life. The folks inside the house exit -- there are four of them, I run away, trying to tell Fred to keep recording everything. The phone beeps with a new text message, and it talks about daemons, telling me to get out of there.
I wake up. That was a real text message.
Someone (me?) asking about money and root of all evil
She replies that money is fine as long as it is the way it was in Rome; when it turns into passwords and marks on your hands and foreheads, then it becomes the mark of the Beast.
I ask, and what is the password supposed to be?
She says something indistinct, I egg her on, saying that "666" is a lousy password to have.
She turns to me and chides me, saying something like 666 being a default password that you will change right away, and that I don't know anything.
Some monsters start to enter the room peacefully, as for a party or a ball. One, a tall purple man-like creature with a long, egg-shaped head and badly disfigured, stops by me, reaches out with its purple hand, and says "ah, I remember you as a little child. You are a good boy."
--
It's dark outside; F. sitting on a chair outside, across a small walk from a house. It's dark, and cameras start appearing around the entrance. He also has a couple of cameras. Nobody understands anything. Gradually, the lights start to come on, there is activity inside the house, someone talking on the phone -- I start overhearing bits of the conversation in my phone. Something is about to begin. He arranges medium-sized somewhat rusty metal alligator (or dragon?) ornaments around a vent. I start realizing that in a few minutes, maybe, they should start coming to life. The folks inside the house exit -- there are four of them, I run away, trying to tell Fred to keep recording everything. The phone beeps with a new text message, and it talks about daemons, telling me to get out of there.
I wake up. That was a real text message.