As told by an Unknown Lovecraftian Presence through the rest of …
” The Unfortunate Times With Dave Part 22 “
A ghost face killer was seen in the form of his macchiato that morning. The timelessness within his sins is just chins to the head monster. A fore-linger. A fore-finger? No one person knows for sure but Dave Ranchero. The only thing is Dave is dead. The undead as a matter of fact. The only other truth added here is he really is dead too! The saddest, but maybe the nicest vampire really is gone! The only key left to all the mysteries in this part of Maryland … no longer California is …
Jetta and Gretta appear to be talking forever …
Jetta: ” He tells me his bones stop cracking. Dave tells me the rain is so mundane yet the feet moving is … pain!! Insomnia isn’t a thing if he feeds but what he needs to live is no longer available … Dave is dead! Undead Dave is dead honey! Why is this so sad to me?! ”
Gretta: ” You feel him inside you. Makes sense from what you’ve told me oh honey! ”
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[ Then the characters appear to be sleeping on each other. Oh, the old lovers falling asleep! How adorable these 80-year-old child-less weirdos are!! Jetta met Gretta live dancing … Mysteries are normal in Maryland here in 2064! … ]
I speak over top of Jetta and Gretta now. I … a Lovecraftian presence in the form of a Cthulu vampire creature. I can’t speak but my mind will let you hear me … … … … … … … …. …
Jetta: ” Do you feel this scary creature that is DEFINITELY NOT Dave Ranchero inside you controlling your every thought?! ”
Gretta: ” I unfortunately do … I unfortunately do … !!! “
Jetta: ” Oh honey, stay silent … bare with me on this trust … hold … my … hand … !!! “
The story takes a shift as the Cthulu Vampiric Lovecraftian Creature somehow … teleports to ” Earth -Realm – Form ” as Jetta and Gretta are frozen holding hands. The creature crawls into the basement, walks down the stairs, and vanishes into thin air … Jetta and Gretta fall … Breathing again is Jetta and Gretta. Continuing about Dave Ranchero is Jetta …
Continued in … ” The Unfortunate Times With Dave Parts 23-24 “
Peace,
” Creativity with a passion, … for a purpose! … To entertain! … To motivate! … To inspire! … ”
Continued from Road Ball Bounce … From the husband Jetta telling Gretta … this continuation …
As told by Jake Johnstone
” The Unfortunate Times With Dave Pt.21 “
[ First, in the story Jetta tells his wife Gretta about a real-life-like dream-sequence with a … Dave … Ranchero ]
Jetta: ” For the life of me Gretta I can’t understand why … when I just uh … woke my eyes spoke a banana scorpion with a handlebar mustache but no eyes … ?!? ”
Gretta: ” Could you lay down, please … Hold my hand, close your eyes? ” …
Jetta: ” Close your eyes too? … Continue? … “
Gretta: ” Yes, my dear! Explain now. Continue … “
Jetta: ” Red! I see red, yet that’s just the sight … capped like blood is in the eyes!? In the eyes, yet they are actually just in one of the handlebar mustaches, yet it’s all so … blurry … “
Gretta: ” You can continue honey! Don’t worry! I assure you you’ll be holding my hand when your eyes open! “
Jetta: ” Oh alright. Here is what it is! It is a long story so bear with me! “
Gretta: ” No concerns of mine! “
Jetta: ” It’s all just visions! Tell ya like I see! Dave is in me since that road ball bounce dream it feels … jalapenos are what he loves on veggie subs! Never thought a vampire could eat besides blood, but it’s just weird. Might be a joke in the vision of his past life as a human. A spicy Dave haha from California? Ranchero is his last name … “
CONTINUED IN …
” The Unfortunate Times With Dave Parts 22-24 “
Peace,
” Creativity with a passion, … for a purpose! To entertain! … To motivate! … To inspire! … “
” Alan Jones Stingsmulch is my name. Coming from a rainy day where I’ve been holding in urine for approximately 30mins or so while my wife is in a doctor’s appointment for her hurt back. The other day we did thingsonly roofers are supposed to do. One at a time trying to fix shingles. Trying to save money, but now it’ll have to be spent nonetheless … the proof is here in this pudding clear!! Clear of stings from a scorpion since ’04 ‘. Now 2024 and all I see sometimes are PTSD mirages like I’m in a stupor. Details wrought. Bought naught, yet this is no Christmas! Actually, it’s August, and I did just celebrate my 46th birthday the other day. Hungry so … I’ll pause while I take care of the cats in my stomach … ”
” Something vile was took. It was actually a book, but it’s all in a mind. The more info this brain gets, the bigger the skull glows. Grey I see, but no one would believe me. A workforce is to be assembled for construction to observe this world. Something of a mothership with little spaceships to exit at its’ choosing … to view us, humans. My best friend Jordan’s good friend was a shared phenomenal ally to few. Golden views on treating people, but peculiarly special. My friends and I never judged … Only recall a banana scorpion in my rearview nightly nightmarishly … lately. Unfortunately, my good friend Fiore is gone, and … so are the times. Lately, destruction is all I see. The problem is it’s just at night. … ”
[ Alan Jones Stingsmulch ( or A.J.S. his friends call him ) then starts rhyming in song-form something ‘FIVE OVER FIORE’ would always sing when a tailgater was too close … ]
” Oh, FIVE OVER what I go by! Could care less about a tail-by as long as it’s with me! I have it in me but a mirage nevertheless truly… (truthfully) to a human!!! … Banana Scorpion, but I can’t unleash one!!! (Repeated 3X) ” …
Peace,
” Creativity with a passion, for a purpose! … To entertain! … To motivate! … To inspire! … “
From the mind of a frozen perplexed one named … ??? …
” I recall being appalled, but … time was taken away like my emotions frozen that early morning. This memory is askew like a 5-year-old rummaging under church pews during a church service with his parents. Analogies are off. Rhyming is a toss, but it’s all my thoughts are while holding this urine in while a friend is in the store. In his car stuck on getting all of these thoughts out in my journal. A slide-through is what it felt like from a dance routine. Pristine establishment. Lights a dangling. Bright white lights yet at night when I close my eyes at night my dreams or nightmares are replaced with dancing black dots! I feel shook!… Couldn’t replace a nook anywhere ‘because that’s all I feel I am. Once look-up into a white bright light that night and then time vanished yet … I’m reminded every moment since then that I’m not alone. Ahem! Excuse me! We are not alone here on this earth! Something about a dead, but yet everlasting soul ‘Fiore’ visits me nightly! Might sound strange but the time wasn’t right. I thought it was my 30 seconds but Brokenridge, MD I live in but my dreams say or show Alaska and an aircraft placement of 45 mins accurately. Minutely bothered to the point where I could be daydreaming for 2 whole hours and it might take a shout my way to break me. As I awake in the mornings I have to open and close my eyes a few times because of how many dancing black dots I see. No one could fathom this. If they did, well… ” To the mental ward, he goes! ” would be what one might judge to say. Judge to order. Judge to a sentence? All I know is when I dream I see Fiore telling me his life. Fiore telling me his best friend and others he associated with have his happiness distraught out. Life is out. Life is in. Life is a dishwasher tumbling the germs like worms are in your ears but really wormholes are tears vs portals. I can’t make sense of it right now, but every day I get closer and closer to where I was, where I am, and where I wanna be! Where I wanna be is without abduction! Yes, my story is about abduction! The lapse time that night I stared at the light when I thought it was only 30 seconds must have been from being abducted aboard the mothership. I know now my protector is Fiore. Jordan Pebblesmouth gave me his pendant. I wear it every day now since he gave it to me last week. It stops the seizures I used to get after that night I was abducted and lost track of time, but in reality, it was a warp of time. The time being warped was April…no December 7th of 2024. Can’t recall it but 2034 is now. Why I can’t recall it? Oh, that time-lapse from the bright light! … “
Our unknown no-name Journal writer then stops writing when his friend Jordan returns to his car … this will be continued in “Scorpion Crawling Mirage” where Jordan tells more of ‘Fiore’ …
Peace,
” Creativity, with a passion… for a purpose! … To entertain! … To motivate! … To inspire! … ”
” A sunshine pendant was worn by my friend. Loud stomps near… where I was standing the day I just so happened to be … staring at the sun. My friend lost his life to an avalanche of all things! … Red with blue were a lot of the matching colors he wore weekly. Daily … no matter what was worn on my friend … he always wore that sunshine pendant. My friend never had a name. Not in the traditional sense anyway. Fiore is what he told me that he always went by. A nickname ” Five Over Fiore ” was given to his presence from a strict driving regimen. … My friend … “
” Friend
Injun
Origin
Repetition
Everlasting … “
Explained more in detail … on day 31 … in …
” Dancing Black Dots … ”
Peace,
” Creativity with a passion; for a purpose! … To entertain! … To motivate! … To inspire! … “
Just saying for now that The Anatomy of a Pro-Wrestling Tee Shirt series from me is on pause to focus more on Christmas shopping etc. plus more importantly this blog or Short-Stories on the blog/for the blog.
Peace out y’all!
[P.S. I appreciate all the new likes and followers!! The 8:00 scheduled posting has been working great!! Tonight if you love my short and/or micro-stories … look forward to ” FIVE OVER FIORE ” at 8:00!!]
” It’s just grief! That’s it! Grief! Funny thing is ‘ Good – Grief ‘ was the last thing I recall saying before I picked up the phone that day I got the call my Dad passed! Heat-stricken-lunch-ruined Wednesday November 9 2008 is the last time I remember any interaction with Dad. Dementia just took him but storage space lock wasn’t put on right? No big deal! ‘Let me eat’ so I ignore his 8 calls while I’m eating with then girlfriend Jasmine. Now married to Jasmine. That day after we both ignore multiple calls where I’m eating … someone, well an employee there … announces ” Is there a Jordan Pebblemsouth here?! ” so embarassed I just ran to my Volskwagen Jetta I had then … Put my lil’ earbuds in and called Dad … Mind the fact that he’s called 8 times already to my phone and Jasmine’s as well … Yet somehow he knew we were eating at local Panera Bread! Oh my god that was just so embarassing! Still trying to get over that … Not showing all the devil in the details in that haunting of a memory but … fast forward to now 2018 and the call I just received is my dad killed himself at the mental ward he was stationed at. Stationed? He was admitted! I’ll be frank here … Oh the horror I can’t understand … The devil was in him? I’m not even sure, but the dementia felt more evil … I just never wanted to believe it! None of it! Ignored anything mom would tell me before she passed from Lupus back in ’09! Just my sister Paige Mandy Pebblesmouth to try reason with me, or should I say inform me of the horrors in my Dad?! The devil is in the details I say! That saying I never could get! Sunshine left me … Sunshine left my presence about a year prior to this writing. Dark days make up the norm these days. Black shirts. Black pants. Black socks. Black shoes. Greys with baloon-bulletholed heads. I would call you crazy if you saw them … Yet my sister told me the following in a voicemail she left me just before my Dad’s suicide! … Sure enough I didn’t listen until after I found out my Dad died but … “
[ voicemail from Paige Mandy Pebblesmouth ]
Paige Mandy Pebblesmouth: ” Hey lil’ bro! Your older sis’ Paige here just informing you the devil is in dad! I know you won’t believe me; but an exorcism is what he needs! Please call me back as soon as you get this! I’ll explain all when you call! “
” Voice-mails are getting claustrophobic the way my phone’s memory couldn’t breathe. By the time I listen to the voicemail from my sister my thought is stuck on the 9-1-1 call the day Dad died … I’m watching tv but I wasn’t really watching … I just left it on that morning … abc Good Morning America I watched with breakfast before the 9-1-1 call … As I answer an avalanche is shown on the news to have wiped out 70 people! Confused; but grief stricken man is seen telling his memories of his friend ‘ Fiore ‘! …”
This story continues in …
” Scorpion Crawling Mirage ”
Peace,
” Creativity with a passion, for a purpose! … To entertain! … To motivate! … To inspire! … “
The following story takes place at 3East Medical Mental Hospital Ward B:
” IN THE DISTANCE ” is … ‘Old Man’ Omar Pebblesmouth speaking the following over … and over …
” It sounds like a lure! It feels like a tap. I don’t breathe well anymore but … In the distance I’ve seen those deer! … In the distance I’ve felt the weak! “
Nearby Patient Ryan Osternophear: ” Give it a rest ‘Old’ Man! “
The patient Ryan couldn’t then stop what ‘Old-Man’ Omar Pebblesmouth does… bangs his head against the wall while shouting…
Omar Pebblesmouth: ” Fork Ma Ab Ja Spoon Da Da Ma Take Me! Please Take Me! ” (He Repeats) …
Omar Pebblesmouth: ” Fork Ma Ab Ja Spoon Da Da Ma Take me! Please Take me! “
No nurse could help Omar after that last repeated shouting as his head banged that wall to death. He somehow caved his own head/face in with so much force that by the time the orderlies got to Omar he was already flatlined.
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Continued in ” Avalanche ” where we … meet Omar Pebblesmouth’s son Jordan Pebblesmouth …
Peace,
” Creativity with a passion, for a purpose! … To entertain! … To motivate! … To inspire! … ”
” Inthe distance behind me, that day was a struck driver! Struck with creepy ignorance if you ask me! ‘ 5 Miles Over Fiore’ is a nickname of a guy like me, but this isn’t his story… This is mine. No gold mine… just about mean people ” ” Oh those CiN Oh them behind me! Those creepers ignorant nearby me! Oh, how I just want them to be gone! ” ” That became a song of mine. Dine-ing became dreading for me … but the creepiness behind is not what makes sense. Bloody Jungle-Cats is how they act. Beneath the law … so … how do they work? They lie! This is how Ouija couldn’t fix these … ”
To Be Continued
IN…
” In The Distance … ”
Peace,
” Creativity with a passion, for a purpose! … To entertain! … To motivate! … To inspire! ” …
Unknown No-Name Newscaster: ” What happened to you shortly after solving of a young man … or failure of such? … “
Joline Jillmannister: ” A ringing of a bell similar to a Hindu or Japanese monk’s temples … uh … gong sound I hear about 26 times every 26 minutes of every day now … Noises become claustrophobic thanks to one night … That one night changed me. L.E.D. An acronym I named. … Abbreviated for Left Eye Deer. The night the man has seen his future … every night I see Terraforms in dreamlands every eye in a vehicle’s high beam. Breathing ending, yet the earth is living? I see Mars! I see what was more than just insects flying on a red planet! Wounds became what … life felt like … A week feels like a month! An hour feels like a day. A day feels like a week! A second! Each second feels like a minute! Stress doesn’t define this! “
Unknown No-Name News Reporter: ” What defines this? … Um … please continue … Joline” … Joline leans forward resting her forehead in her palms …
Joline Jillmannister: ” I see frozen Antarctica but no ants! I feel… No! In these visions every time I close my eyes I dream when my head hits the pillow each night since that event … I see a head building pyramids with only the eyes’ then I awake! … ”
Unknown No-Name News Reporter: ” Are each dream different or very visible?” … ” … Joline! … “
Joline Jillmannister: ” Oh! My head is aching so bad! … Um … Where was I again?” …
Unknown No-Name News Reporter: ” You were explaining some dreams/visions you had after the night L.E.D. Left Eye Deer became … so … in … the … distance for you?” …
Joline Jillmannister: ” Well… to explain why I call it that would take a very detailed account. That’s fine here?!” …
Unknown No-Name News Reporter: ” It’s perfectly fine! There are 10 or 20 minutes allotted here left in the interview. Please! Continue. “
Joline Jillmannister: ” Ok. So … The visionary-style dream I had the night that man flatlined involved an accident. It was his accident in detail. Although my heart is jumping … racing … as I describe this … From the left eye like I was awake but in the dream and only my left eye mind you … My right eye was black but I saw a deer run to the vehicle but slower I saw it run to the point of no belief! No belief from any religion could understand what I have seen! The “deer” jumped more … then vanished into a yellow and blue light! L.E.D. … Left Eye Deer! … Extraterrestrials … ?Well … My grandma believed strongly in them, but … Oh this stinging headache is returning … ”
Unknown No-Name News Reporter: ” It’s ok … Please continue!”
[ Nearby fellow employee at News Station brings Joline a cold glass of water. As Joline drinks the water her stomach aches, but she slightly disregards this and then continues to try to explain!… more of her accounts/story ] …
Joline Jillmannister: ” To be translated is to be foreign, but foreign is all this is to me … Drug deals are constant in this world like popping bottles at recycling plants. Nothing is final! Dust on my nose feels like … crawling bugs but it’s just dust! … Floating like balloons? I’m not sure what defines me anymore! PTSD from the L.E.D. might just be what changes me! I’m not sure! I’m not sure! I’m just not sure!”
[ Joline then cries as she lays her forehead in her palms again! What happens next in this short story is a white GMC SUV with this license plate tag {1FD8667} then gets mentioned at an end before another beginning … ]
Unknown No-Named News Reporter: ” Can you be ok to continue Joline? “
Joline Jillmannister: ” … License tag reading [1FD8667] from Delaware hit that Deer?! Nope! That’s not right! After that deer run … Sorry! … Ran into the wormhole portal beam all my memory sees is this white GMC SUV with that plate # I, said driving to this ‘Old Man’ Omar Pebblesmouth but … first there’s a Ouija board in the trunk … [ Joline then falls forward and white foam runs out of her mouth! The no-named news reporter … says … ]
Unknown No-Named News Reporter: ” Joline! Joline! How are you so sure? Joline! Joline! ” …
[ As if this all was seen as a short film … A different EMT Jakelm (pronounced Jakeulm) Moore checks Joline’s pulse which is flatlined just like the driver … driven envisioned … To Be Continued in … IN THE DISTANCE BUT First … “Creepers Ignorant Nearby”]
Peace,
“Creativity with a passion…for a purpose! … To entertain! … To motivate! … To inspire! “
Hope y’all have a happy thanksgiving to those that are celebrating tomorrow!!!
