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What’s Real?
An October Story.
I don’t really do horror, but I love creepy aliens so here’s my contribution to this year’s scary catalog.
Good afternoon Evander, how are we feeling today?
Evander scowled back at the gray old man peering at him over his black, plastic rimmed glasses.
“Well, I have no idea how you’re feeling, but I’m fine.”
Dr. Lewis sighed, removed his glasses and yawned.
“Sorry, I was up late at an awards ceremony … yes, well, yes …” He returned his glasses to his bulbous nose and cleared his throat as he picked up the clipboard from his desk and scanned what Evander assumed was his file.
“Yesterday we covered the same ground as the day before, and the day before that. I would think you’d be getting tired of this by now?”
He leaned back in his chair and tossed the paperwork back onto his desk and stared at Evander, his arms crossed, with the same infuriating and demeaning expression he started every session with. Wasn’t he supposed to be helping Evander figure this shit out?
He sat forward and gave Evander a tight smile. “For a change, why don’t we look into your future. Let’s say, for the sake of experimentation, everything that happened two weeks ago was real, and you woke up in a different reality…
