-- Mobius' Parallel --You wake up suddenly with an arm across your face but you can't feel it, is it yours? had the muscles fallen asleep? but then they'd be up all day, har har.-- Mobius' Parallel --
But a body stirs someone else is roused by your awakening. "Who else is this, in my bed?" you ask as a lithe form erects itself and moves to the hall.
"Where am I?" you wonder, as you sit up in bed. Last night, you were alone in your trashy loft. Now, light glares in bay windows. A lawn, a fence, none are yours.
"It's 1982," you say to yourself.
"Must've been too far gone last night."
-- Sang-Haze Transformation --Two small wounds parallel dots on your flesh drops of ruby leak out you know the wounds are fresh.-- Sang-Haze Transformation --
A metallic tang in your throat a nosebleed as you look in the mirror. you jerk awake from a nap to find your eyes spilling crimson.
Through the haze you try and remember all you see is the bottle
and her shirt askew on your shag carpet floor.
Then you remember her eyes a startling emerald shine from the depths
a mess of black and red hair trimmings of lace and leather high boots, with buckles in a pair.
What had beg
