Just past midnight. I’ve been looking at those shiny gems out through the window, but not really looking. I was watching that nobody steals the Stars, moon, planes bats and drones from me.
When my eyes are almost shut, a bright Cyan light dances from above the local Church towards where I am. It feels very friendly, and there’s an appetizing feature within its strange and smooth colour.
In a split second I am grooming to suit my grandmother’ s cabaret attire- heels and all. I’m not gonna miss them.
The greenish light must now be over the roof because I can hear a very strange noise, like an AI Owl.
Getting the iced cherry cake out from the fridge- the very same cherry cake that makes all my friends have a go at me- I look around the flat to see if it’s presentable to receive my guests. It’s fine.
A silence makes my body feels unusually heavy, but yet I make my way up the forbidden stairs to the roof. I’m the lucky One. The cherry cake falls flat to the floor and the hall way is lit with light. A light I can almost taste.
I rush clumsily to the roof fearing that they have left. There was something I needed to tell them! Something I can’t tell anyone!
The aircraft shrinks fast into the distance as I fall to my knees. I wake up to reality again as I do every single morning. After clearing the cherry cake mess, I think to myself
” maybe this cherry cake wasn’t my best.”
But… oh my God. The flat has had a luxury makeover and everywhere I look there’s something new.
Like I am in a new department store, my eyes are exploring at sixty moves per second. My old derelict flat is no more.
Have I gone into some neighbour’s flat?
No. Through a new kind of silverish window with exaggerateratedly long red curtains runs a shy beam of light, yet cheeky enough to make the new carpet twirl.
The old furniture has been repaired and revamped and even rearranged around the room.
What are these photographs on the wall? Aliens eating cherry cake and smashing it over each ohers faces!
The same surprises pop up everywhere as I inspect every room in the flat.
My cherry cake recipe has disappeared from the fridge door!
Now I am angry for 3 seconds, but soon I realise I have been baking this cake for twenty- six years so it has become second nature.
I need to try the new futuristic bed, but I want to discover more alien presents about. So I slip into the bed.
Something hard tricks my ear.
It’ s a card. Hey! That’s me in the picture, but 20 years older…. and ten times more attractive!
“Dana Meadow. Secret Keeper. Based on Planet Kaos. ”
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