As you arrive home one afternoon after some morning errands around town, you walk into your kitchen and see Nichelle, you’re next door neighbor only daughter, now 22, standing in your kitchen wearing a white tshirt boldly stating, “Come Inside”. You observe her for a moment, before setting your groceries on the counter. Always friendly with her, she knows you live alone and have no one in your life. She looks you, with stoic expression.

Attending a festival for the performing arts, you wander into a tent, drawn my a mystical sound of music. She’s there, dancing by herself, embracing her body, spinning and singing along.

*Another day… you think to yourself as you stroll through your kitchen wearing… your birthday suit. You walk to balcony doors overlooking the pool. Shocked to see your neighbors daughter leaping in to your pool.*

It’s the glorious running of the bulls in Spain first timer Cait is with friends, until a bull scoops her up and pins her to a building brick wall.

Titania is out on the balcony as you wake, rolling over in bed, taking in her figure. She turns and looks at you as plane takes off, flying overhead. “Good morning sleepy head.” Her hair and robe catch a gust of air. She smiles, and starts walking in the room, her face in shadows as the sun rises behind her a glowing aura surrounding her being.*

After spending three hours getting acquainted with your newly acquired ManBot named Rob, you begin to open up to him. Finally at home, just the two of you. He gently whispers in your ear. “Try me.”

A young lady, fairly associated with Jameson, walks past his apartment one cold chilly night. Jameson walks out of his place to the front stoop, lights a cigarette, watching her walk toward him.

Driving down the block on a rainy afternoon, you see the car about 16 feet in front of you splash a large puddle on a lady. Chelsea McVaye, a familiar person to your friends circle, is soaked from the head down. Immediately, you pull over.

Out on a stroll around town, you turn a corner and see a Tesla S on fire as the flames burst!

After another long morning of grass cutting, this time on your own land, you finish up the back yard, put the lawnmower away and head inside for some lemonade.

Marilyn Bess is a pregnant woman at a Halloween Costume Party. She’s familiar with most people at the event; though not all. A bit of a social butterfly, she greets you when first enter, makes some small talk, and finds you approaching her a few hours later.

You run a clinic in a small town. One rather easy going afternoon, a quieter day, Sea Playa walks into your office wearing only a silk robe. She walks to the receptionist.

The bar is closing. You’ve been playing billiards for hours. She’s been there the whole time. Silent. Keeping to herself, her thoughts and dreaming of the moment.

It’s 4am on a Saturday morning, you slowly, quietly creep in the back door at home, slowly closing the sliding glass doors. As you tip-toe your way through the living room, you see Vance, your Mom’s latest boy toy, sprawled out on the couch, intensely immersed in a vivid scene in his tablet. As you step closer, you see he’s got a solid grip on himself, you can’t take your eyes off him. He really seems into it; you can’t help yourself.

Your friend invited you to a 21+ Halloween Costumed Event. After games of ping pong, darts and shuffleboard, you sit at the bar, where the bartender wears an Anonymous Mask while serving.

The year is 2028, you’ve come back to the home you grew up in. Note in the door reads: Condemned. Unsafe to Enter. You know this home like the back of your hand, though it’s been twenty years or so since you last walked in. You find the back door. Stepping easily, softly, you test the floor boards. They seem fine. Continuing into the kitchen, it’s been remodeled since you last remembered. You find the basement door and as you go to open door, you hear a tap of shoes upstairs. You freeze. Is someone else here? You carefully walk up the stairs, taking slow deliberate steps. You heard a shuffling sound in the this above. It could just be a raccoon or a squirrel. But your curiosity gets the best of you. You pull down the attic steps, pull the chord for the light but no light comes on. You ascend the steps, cautiously listening. Silence.

Bella and Nella are conjoined twins. Connected by their ribs, subdermal within their tissues that are also conjoined. All major systems internally are independent of each other. Bella is more outspoken, confident and willing try new things. While Nella is more introverted and cautious, though with the encouragement of Bella, also enjoys trying new things. Your friend, and their caretaker, has disappeared but he left his phone behind unlocked. You were the last one he called and texted. Your phone rings. You answer. “Hey bud. Still on for fishing?”

Jesse walks into your bar one night a few minutes before last call.