We are all
looking for love
or reasonable fascism.

What happened to your face

I was on the phone with an ex-girlfriend when a backlit man opened my door, and said my name slowly.

"Zachary," he sighed, "Zachary..."

I looked up from my bed, and tried to see who it was.

"Hello?" I asked. "Hello? Who is that?"

"Zachary there is no time." The man responded and stepped into light, "You are in great danger."

The man was horribly disfigured. His face was grotesque. It seemed that his nose had been terribly broken in some unspeakable accident. He was carrying a large metal book, which appeared to be quite heavy because he repeatedly raised and lowered the book, struggling to reset his grip.

"Jen," I said to my ex. "Jen, I think I'm gonna have to call you back..."

I hung up.

"Who the hell are you?" I asked the stranger, "And what do you want?"

He stepped further towards.

"Zachary, do you not recognize me?" He asked. "I am you!"

I recoiled in fear. Me? Surely not. It was not possible.

"I am you Zack, I have travelled back in time to give you warning. So horrible calamity is about to happen to you, if you do not avoid it."

"Me?" I asked. "You're me?"

He nodded.

"What happened to your- to my, face?" I asked.

"There's no time for that Zachary. You are in great danger. This evening, a man will approach you claiming-"

"No seriously man, that can wait." I interjected. "What the fuck happened to your face? That's what I concerned about."

"THERE IS NO TIME!"

"DUDE, What the FUCK happened?"

"Zachary, there is no time! Later this very evening, a man will approach you claiming that he-"

"What - Happened - To - My - Face?"

"I will tell you later..."

"Damn it man, tell me now!"

"THERE IS NO TIME!"

"I NEED TO KNOW!"

"YOU ARE IN GREAT DANGER! LISTEN TO ME!!!!!"

"WHAT THE FUCK HAPP-"

The large book came crashing down on my face. It was heavy. It was crushing. I could feel my nose compress into my face. There was no time to react.


"There!" the stranger explained, "Now you know!"

My Daemon