Illusionaut

My grandfather was an inventor. All his life he's been tinkering with something, either taking something that existed and changing it, making it into something brand new (Or at the very least different), or inventing something entirely from spare parts. And while nothing he invented was ever earth-shaking it was always one of my greatest delights, ever since I was a little boy, to see what he'd made. Childhood visits to his home would always begin or end with me sitting on the couch, a look of absolute fascination on my tiny face as he showed off whatever gadget he'd put together in. his workshop this time around. It was like having my own personal Santa who worked all year round to fill my eight-year-old mind with wonder and glee. My older sister was likewise excited, no matter how much she tried to hide the excitement it filled her with, probably in an effort to appear cooler or more mature than myself. And while, because of real life getting in the way, the visits becam...

• ~15 mins. All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to any individual is deemed to be coincidental as this is purely a work of fiction. “Science does not owe its debts to imagination.”  - Catman. Bedtime II: The Aftermath A few years ago I submitted two nightmarish accounts from my childhood, perhaps you best read them to truly comprehend what has befallen me. I had been compelled to silence, gripped by the irrational fear that somehow even after all of these years, should I speak of it, those things would seek me out and once again wreak havoc on my life. In the name of science and reason, I confronted those fears and set out to vanquish those tormented memories once and for all by sharing them with others, exposing them for what I believed they were; the delusions of a troubled child. I have held on to my skepticism and rationality for dear life, I have allowed them to define me, but this morning I was pres...

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Your dream is haunted - source: news times read ubloo v I've escorted a few criminals in my time on the force, ranging from petty thefts to drunks and all the way to an attempted murder suspect. What I learned is there are really only two types of people. The ones who are quiet in the back of the car, and the ones who make noise. If you make noise in the back of the cop car you may as well just sign a confession. We have a saying for this on the force; “only guilty dogs bark,” and it holds truer than you’d imagine. But the ones who are quiet are a completely different story. More often than not they’re innocent, but sometimes—just sometimes—they’re the most dangerous people of all. I snuck a glance into the rear view mirror and saw the old man sitting there, hands folded on his lap, looking out the side window at the houses as we made our way to the station. He had come peacefully and almost willingly—not that I expected a struggle—yet I couldn’t shake the feeling that something wa...

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