Demons Dancing part 1

I open my eyes, close them and open them again. When will I get more than 3 hours of sleep? “Fuck me” It’s not even 6:15am yet! Lately I have not been able to sleep peacefully. My dreams are way too abstract. One moment I’m in a park made out of glitter and rainbows, the next I am seeing demons dancing with each other. I just do not understand any of it. I sweep my legs over my bed and decide that I might as well get up. No use laying here, creating more images in this dark room of mine.

I let the Hot water flow for a few moments as I do my daily shower check. No spiders? Check. No scary person waiting to kill me? CHECK! I turn on my CD player. I am a music whore. Decide to listen to “Yellow Tax” by Matt Costa. I step in and pull the shower curtain behind me. I smile. I love my shower curtain. I picked it because it is a white backdrop with bright red, blue and yellow flowers. I place some intoxicating Plum scented shampoo in my hands. Creating a deep lather, I place it in my hair and close my eyes. Listening to the lyrics “I need someone like you, someone to talk to” The CD starts to skip. “Are you kidding me?” I repress the urge to scream and curse (I have the mouth of a pirate.) I quickly open the shower curtain and run to the CD player, I press the back button. Nothing. Pause. Nothing. I reach down and unplug it. This was the moment I knew my world had changed. It still continued to play. Stuck, repeating the same words over and over again. I need someone like you…….

I stand there dripping all over the floor. In a trance, I stood there starring at the possessed player. My eyes dart back and forth. “What the hell…I….” I always have something clever or witty to say but what the fuck was I supposed to say? I can feel my anxiety rising. How is this possible? I don’t even worry about getting dried off. I grab my clothing and hurriedly get dressed. Run into my room and shut the door. I turn around and I see something, perhaps a Shadow? Great Aria, your being paranoid. There is a logical reason why even when powered down, the music is still playing. My breathing starts to shorten.

The shadow that was just my imagination starts to evolve. I stand there shocked, cold and extremely confused. “Hello Aria” A voice that sounded very similar to Gerard Butler appeared out of thin air. Am I still dreaming? Is this a fantasy? I mean, how could it not be? That voice has made me wet too many time. I swallow some of my fear and respond back. “Who are you?” I ask. “My name is Eldrick” Oh that explains everything, it’s Edrick everyone.