trip into the weird

hallowe'en creepy. bluff in a rural graveyard. partly clouded sky. hazy ice moon. cold breeze. angry lake. moorings moaning. animal. low to the ground. through the headstones. terrible meal. harshly lit diner. plastic chairs sticking to thigh. big man. 6'8". giant. war hero i'm told. 6 months in the psych ward. dr. yaworski, ya know him? my buddy, my buddy they'll never let him out. too much for him. yeah, it's the screaming i can't forget. we spent 6 hours hunting him out. six hours. we knew he was there. took it home. gutted it. for the meat.

why was i the only one creeped out by all of that?
all true. last night.
last night in the county.
i am so city...
once i settled in, i kinda loved it though.

but i turned down the machete lessons.