“It was nice to see you,” she said, forcing a smile.
Malcolm did not smile back. Seeing her was the opposite of nice. He’d been trying to get over the fact that she had left him, and not even for another guy. For no one. That had hurt, a lot.
He thought about it during the drive home. Thought about it some more as he watched the news at eleven. Thought about it as he lay in bed alone. He awoke thinking about it. He showered, ate breakfast, drove to the cafe, had his coffee and thought about it the whole time. As he crossed the street, he was thinking about it.
He didn’t see a rip form in the fabric of space-time just ahead of him. He didn’t see two long, thick, green tentacles reach out towards him. They grabbed Malcolm and yanked him through before he knew what was happening. He found himself being held aloft by the tentacles in a brightly lit room. A beautiful, young woman smiled up at him. An older, black man peered grimly at him. And something that looked like a cross between a giant spider and an octopus held him in its tentacles. Malcolm opened his mouth to scream, but before he could he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and blacked out...
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