Gather Round Goys and Burls...

It's tyme for Fun With Sudden Brain-Splitting Visions!! YAY!!! So the thing deals with Remorse, and/or Conscience, and/or the lack thereof. Children are dancing around candles in the street, laughing. Aura of death-ish...

The children either are doing or have done something "bad," i.e. killed something, or caused some horror. The vision was like a memory, and it was brought on by hearing the keywords "Remorse, conscience."

The children were primarily female, and dressed in a cross between modern and 18th century school clothes. Blacks and muted gold-greays with short skirts, buttons, and steel-toed boots. The children were all aged 7-9. My head hurts, now, and i think that i'm a litle worried about the vision thing. It's probably not for me, but as fucked up forward-memory episodes go, this is the first that didn't have a corralary to what was actually happening around me.

i'm going to go.... do stuff... Be Safe. Good Nytes. Dream Well.

Ahh...

That's better. Wolven head no hurty, now. Told some people, who might be interested, about the children. Then some other stuff happened. Then i left. The end.

Brain-Splitting Vision and Rebirth Emporium. How may we help you?

Me: Yeah, i'd uh, i'd like a horrible brain-splitting vision and, ahh, yeah gimme a rebirth/reawakening, brought on byyyy... hmm. Make it my former enemies.

Them: Yeah we can do that. When would you like it?

Me: How about, as i'm walking through the balcony door, looking around the living room? Oh, and can you have it make me fall down and nearly pass out?

Them: Sure. Hmm. Well, it says in our database that you only really have three Enemies, per se; that is people who would like to see you suffer, above all others. We can get all three of them for you, plus... Yes we have a special on relatives-from-past-lives-turned-mercenaries, and it says here that you do, in fact, have one of those. Shall we include this?

Me: Does it do anything for the price?

Them: Well it's still free, if that's what you mean.

Me: Cool. Yeah, go ahead and toss that in, too. Uhm... Should there be a purpose to this whole thing, or...?

Them: well, we like to leave it up to the customer, to decide this, afterwards. That way the visiona rebirth mean so much more, and we get repeat busines.

Me: Yeah, figured as much. Ok, then, i think i know why this would happen, anyway. Yeah.

Them: Very good, sir. We'll have that delivered to you, as soon as possible. Thank you for your business. Have a good day.

Me: You too. *click*

*ring*
Them: Brain-Splitting Vision and Rebirth Emporium. How may we help you?

Someone Else: Yes. We'd like to place a Warning, for a Mister Wolven T., in the form of a Horrible brai--

Them: Sir, i'm obligated to inform you that his subconscious has already ordered said warning, and it is on it's way to being delivered, as we speak.

S.E.: Really?? Shit, then I gotta go. Thanks a lot. Bye!

Them: No problem, sir. Always glad to help.*click*


And that is basically what happened to me, about 15 or 20 minutes ago. WOO HOO! Gotta love brothers, enemies, wars, and the Multiverse, in general.