He (Mr V) was walking along a lonely street, in a forlorn neighbourhood. The roads were ill-maintained and the houses were slowly crumbling into junk. He was suddenly accosted by a shady trio of young men who had very obviously loaded themselves with alcohol. They walked along for a few yards and suddenly started shoving him and pushing him about. He had no option but to continue walking trying to avoid meeting their eyes. Soon, one of the guys went ahead of him, walked along a while and suddenly applied the brakes. Mr V rammed straight into him. He heard a sickening thud. He realized it was his own stomach making contact with another of the street youths’ fist. He looked up to see the fellow’s face. It wasn’t there. In fact, there was no street or houses even. Just darkness.
With an effort he made his eyes open. He blinked a few times. The dream seemed to have exhausted him. Then he realized it was not the dream as he could still feel the pain. He looked around. There was some dim light. He realized he was on the floor. He looked to his right. He could make out something. A vague outline. And as his eyes got accustomed to the dim lights, he saw more. A lot more.
The “thing” seemed misshapen with a twisted and contorted torso. There was something like a deformed spherical block at one of the ends spherical block. Some soft material, dark as the night and rather woolly, enveloped this block. The large mass was further distorted by strange and approximately mushroom shaped lumps all over. There were some strange appendages (4, to be precise) of no known geometrical shape. The end of these appendages further separated into vile looking protrusions. And the ugliest part was the crevices and holes in the small part of the end that had the woolly fibres, which was left exposed and un-covered by the black material. It looked positively ugly. Two of the holes seemed to have tiny ball-like things stuffed inside underneath the hole covering. And he would have almost retched when he saw that the one of the 4 appendages were actually pressing on his stomach.
All this information, Mr V’s brain processed in about 0.382 seconds, whose functioning was vastly sped up by the large dose of adrenalin it received from his body. In about 0.523 seconds, Mr V realized that this absolutely alien looking object was actually familiar to him. In about 0.701 seconds, he realized that the object had a thaali kayar around her neck, and in about .713 seconds, remembered that he was the one who had tied it. Tied it in that godforsaken ceremony they called a wedding. In about 0.924 seconds, another one of the 4 appendages, Mrs V’s arm ie., was brought over from the other side of the bed in a graceful arc and with a truly great moment of inertia, whacked him across his original face (the whack changed the contours of his face here and there) and knocked him back into the world of his dreams.
