Changes: Blind Confusion

Revision as of 03:03, 3 October 2018

It was a Tuesday, I can't remember the date but it was a few years ago now. I'd just got off work and I was stopping by the regular market. A quaint store just down the road from my place. I got all the necessities and was on my way to the counter when it caught my eye, a box of Fruit Loops. Glimmering under light from the white bulbs, at an absolute steal of a price. $2 dollars, for a 500g box, it was a miracle. A once in a lifetime deal, something humankind would ever see again. So I bought two boxes of God's cereal and headed for home.

I placed the boxes on the bench, looking over the receipt. I still couldn't believe how cheap they were. This thought stayed with me as I packed away the rest of my groceries and had dinner. I couldn't take my eyes off the boxes, they called to me, like some unattainable goal I would never reach. My mouth watered at the thought of ingesting their sugary goodness. I had a shower and went to bed, dreaming of tomorrow morning when I would be able to eat the loops.

A loud bump from downstairs woke me in the middle of the night. A solid but meaty thump, like flesh against wood... Except I had tile. I grabbed my 20 gauge and crept into the hall, the dark played tricks on my eyes, the shadows all casting the same fluttering shapes along the walls. I made my way down the stairs, beads of sweat forming on the back of my neck as I approached the floor.

I saw it standing there, a horribly deformed eldritch horror. It stood as tall as my ceiling, maybe taller as it hunched over my kitchen bench. It had no legs, a snake-like body clad in leathery white skin. His body forming into a neck and head, with a giant nose and clad in an aged bicycle helmet. A singular arm hoisted a box over its gaping mouth. My Fruit Loops and one box was already empty.

I watched on in horror as it finished my second box of loops and contorted it's horrific body to look at me. "Provide me with loops, brother." I gasped for air, it's oppressive gaze sapped the life from my legs, and the shotgun clattered to the ground. I couldn't move, I couldn't see, but I could think one thing alone. I had to acquire loops.

And so I write this tale, to tell you about the Long-Nosed Nobody. And if you see the Long-Nosed Nobody, do not fear, just provide him with LOOPS.

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+It was a Tuesday, I can't remember the date but it was a few years ago now. I'd just got off work and I was stopping by the regular market. A quaint store just down the road from my place. I got all the necessities and was on my way to the counter when it caught my eye, a box of Fruit Loops. Glimmering under light from the white bulbs, at an absolute steal of a price. $2 dollars, for a 500g box, it was a miracle. A once in a lifetime deal, something humankind would ever see again. So I bought two boxes of God's cereal and headed for home.
-I was in my bedroom, as usual, just sitting there on my old dirty bed until I felt a disturbance within myself. It started with curiosity and then ended with fear and worry. The strange sensation lasted for about roughly ten minutes, until I decided to get out of bed and reassure myself that there was nothing to be worried about. I searched my entire house, the dirty old bathroom and its untidy drawers.
+I placed the boxes on the bench, looking over the receipt. I still couldn't believe how cheap they were. This thought stayed with me as I packed away the rest of my groceries and had dinner. I couldn't take my eyes off the boxes, they called to me, like some unattainable goal I would never reach. My mouth watered at the thought of ingesting their sugary goodness. I had a shower and went to bed, dreaming of tomorrow morning when I would be able to eat the loops.
-My clean kitchen and the nice and tidy cupboards, the kitchen is the only thing I kept clean due to my passion for cooking. I've always enjoyed cooking, ever since my mother first taught me when I was a child. I still remember it to this day, she showed me how to cook spaghetti and how to make home-made Bologna sauce. Ever since that day I began to experiment with food and try and come up with new recipes. Anyway, I digress.
+A loud bump from downstairs woke me in the middle of the night. A solid but meaty thump, like flesh against wood... Except I had tile. I grabbed my 20 gauge and crept into the hall, the dark played tricks on my eyes, the shadows all casting the same fluttering shapes along the walls. I made my way down the stairs, beads of sweat forming on the back of my neck as I approached the floor.
-As I finished searching through my house, in every nook and cranny, I decided that I would be a good idea to go back to bed. My wife was fast asleep... she always get lots of sleep. I checked the time, ''6:00am''. Great... another late night. This routine of, feeling strange and searching my house has been going on for almost four weeks now... I don't know what started it... Something just doesn't seem right... as if there's something here... I hope it gets better; I haven't slept in weeks...
+I saw it standing there, a horribly deformed eldritch horror. It stood as tall as my ceiling, maybe taller as it hunched over my kitchen bench. It had no legs, a snake-like body clad in leathery white skin. His body forming into a neck and head, with a giant nose and clad in an aged bicycle helmet. A singular arm hoisted a box over its gaping mouth. My Fruit Loops and one box was already empty.
-That next day I got out of bed. And went out, I would've gotten ready, but I didn't though; ''What's the point anymore? No-one's gonna notice.''
+I watched on in horror as it finished my second box of loops and contorted it's horrific body to look at me. "Provide me with loops, brother." I gasped for air, it's oppressive gaze sapped the life from my legs, and the shotgun clattered to the ground. I couldn't move, I couldn't see, but I could think one thing alone. I had to acquire loops.
-As I walked out of my front door, I began to walk down the street. I looked around and saw the battered rotten old houses, boarded up doors, and windows and I began to remember my friends who used to live there.
+And so I write this tale, to tell you about the Long-Nosed Nobody. And if you see the Long-Nosed Nobody, do not fear, just provide him with LOOPS.
-''It's been a long time... What year is it anymore?'' I said to myself.
-I've really lost it recently. I can't even remember what year it is...
-After a day of strolling through the streets and thinking of memories past I decided to go back home. I went into my filthy old house and planked myself onto the couch. I looked across and saw my wife sitting there sobbing. She's been this way ever since I woke up about four weeks ago with that strange sensation I spoke about. We've never spoken since. She sometimes stares at me, sighs, and then looks away...
-Later that night as I restlessly paced around my old bedroom, I had that strange feeling as per usual, and I began to search my house to reassure myself, like I usually do. Until I found it... the thing that was making me the way I feel the way I do every night... It was my uncle standing there looking at me with happiness.
-I uttered, ''''U-uncle... You've been... D-dead for years...''''
-He looked at me with astonishment and said; ''''I could say the same to you!''''
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