anunnaki chapter 2 part 1

Episode 1

A sizzling egg, Butter bubbling around it in a frying pan, and a thick slice of wheat toast cooling on a plate on the counter nearby. The tourist was wearing an apron. His large flashlight eyes emitting ever so subtle light.

Teki with his scaly skin and lean muscle shaping and reshaping itself with every movement of the arm attached to his hand, flipping or prodding the egg with the spatula, as if in ritual seduction of the cooking down of Sam's dreams. That of the newly chosen passport that he knew still did not believe he was anything but a hallucination. He began to sing the song that would eventually wake Sam up from a physical hibernation that was Xanax induced delirium.

The song rang out (reverberated) in the house as every word carried in the key to the melody of the old Beatles standard in my life. He sang, "there are places I remember all my life, though some have changed. Some forever, not for better, some have gone, and some remain." His voice was warm, but not his own. It was the sound of nostalgia. It was the sound of direct remembering. Of his lost little friend, the octopus alien, he had also cooked down much like the breakfast for this woman. Though for an entirely different purpose.

Sam woke to tuneful fear (I am shameless) of the world that was a hangover, and she didn't like it—thoughts of remembering her 'supposed' interaction with some demonic extraterrestrial. Overwhelmed her mind with a dream-like recollection that seamed so truthfully the side effect of being doped with LSD that she could not humor any other explanation. However, there was a familiar voice coming from the stairs, a song that made her want to cry. A song from somewhere similar to her world, but it was also different from her small factories of indentured labor and church with a pastor that pushed drugs as sexual coercion.

She walked down the stairs doing her best not to make a noise, startled only by the voice stopping from singing to say, "come on you know I am real; let's talk, I made breakfast." she one stumbling shaking foot after the other made her way to the table and sat down. "so, what do you want more than anything?" Said Teki.

Sam - Most of all?

Teki - go for it live dangerously.

Sam - alright, I want to know why this is happening to me.

Teki - all in due time, The important thing for right now is we need a covenant so we can get going.

Sam - like a contract?

Teki - Yeah

He sat down the plate after placing the egg on top of the toast it held. Sam took a bite, a mouthful of buttery egg white and savory toast, and said: "Can I have anything." "Yes, but just once, so make it count," said Teki. She thought about it "can you make me not miss the drugs? Can you make me not want them?" "Yes. Can you dedicate your life to being a passport?" said Teki. "why not, I am not doing anything with my life? Why shouldn't you have it." Her voice was almost a whimper. "You don't belong to anyone, Sam. Being a passport is an occupation for life, but that is all it is."