Van Helsing laughed – the Moon throbbed. 🙂
“So, what can you see in this ink blot, Dennis?”
Dr. Cutberth watched intently, as Dennis stared at the Rorschach Test. Dennis stuttered.
“M..m..moons. I can see different moons.”
Dr. Cutberth scribbled on his notepad. He noticed Dennis’ piloerection. That was never a good sign.
“Okay, Dennis. Now, I want you to come up to the window and look at the sky. Tell me what you see.”
Dennis did as he was told.
“Doctor, I can see the clouds and the stars. And..and the moon.”
Dr. Cutberth found that quite curious. It was a no-moon night. There was no moon out there. He seated the shuddering Dennis down and offered him a cup of hot chocolate. Dennis clutched it in his hands and sipped on it.
“One last question, Dennis. These blackouts you mentioned. When did they start?”
“Around two months ago. I think I had around four…
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