The dogs were conspicuously standing by me the last few months. More and more. At first I thought it odd. Wherever I was, they were watching. I didn't think I was at risk. But animals know. They were protecting me. Even the other dog, the clueless one, suspected something. She kept breaking out of her enclosure in the other room. That began a few months ago. I didn't understand. Either.
A few night's ago, I began to let the dogs sleep in the room with me. One slept in the doorway to my bedroom, the other near the front door. I didn't get it at first. Either.
Then I remembered when I encountered Giann coming out my neighbor's apartment. He had no tools with him. He walked out eating food. Then he saw the apartment renter coming down the hall, carefully hid the food and asked if he could borrow sugar.
"Sure," the neighbor said.
I didn't suspect anything. He did go back inside the apartment. Then.
This morning, a psychic friend called telling me I was in danger. He gets it. Always does. He said I martial arted the voyager in his dream. It made me feel a bit better. Others are seeing this. Well, I don't know that I REALLY feel better. I am scared. I appreciate that he could share this with me.
I need to get out. Now. But where?
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