part 6 of 57

I wasn't sure what to make of 1987's statement.

How did he know what hppaappened in my dream?

More importantly...

What the hhellll is going on?

Whhyy am II here?

Whhyy amm I hanngging out with a robot?

Whhy amm I tied from a bed?

Whhy amm I tied TO a bed?

A lot of questions. I can't answer them at this time. Who knows if I ever will be able to answer them. This I can tell you:

I was tied to a bed.

1987 was freaking out about child migrant workers that appeared in my dream.

There were two other robots in the room.

One robot looked exactly like 1987. His name was Alfred.

The other robot was a lot taller than 1987. She was wearing lipstick and had long purple hair. Her name was also Alfred.

To make it a little easier to follow, short robot Alfred will be here on referred to as Alfred I.

To make it a little easier to follow, tall robot Alfred with the lipstick and the purple hair will be here on referred to as I Alfred.

Alfred I spoke first. "Hi John, I'm Alfred, and this is my wife, Alfred. We are going to run some tests on you, is that OK with you, do you understand what i'm telling you?"

I Alfred spoke next. "Hi John Bonser, I'm Alfred, and I am the wife of Alfred. We are going to run some tests on you, is that OK with you, do you understand what i'm telling you?"

I had no idea why they repeated each other, but I nodded anyway. "I understand, but what kind of tests are you going to be conducting on me? I really need to know what is going on."

That is when I Alfred took off her robot shirt.

That is when Alfred I took off his robot shirt.

They then embraced each other.

What happened next is kind of a mystery to me.

The lights went out.

Flashes of lightning.

It got really cold.

Lightning stopped.

I felt a gush of wind.

I blacked out.

Eventually I unblacked out.

Lights came on. Everything appeared normal. I had a slight headache. Only I Alfred was in the room. She had a plate of strawberries. She fed me one. "How do you feel?" she asked.

"Funny. What happened?"

"We did some tests."

"Where is 1987?"

"He'll be back in a few minutes."

"Where is your husband, Alfred?"

I Alfred looked at the strawberries and gave a robot wink. "Don't worry about that scumbag."

I didn't worry about that scumbag. But I did stop eating the strawberries. And I did start worrying about my headache, which was getting worse. And I all of a sudden really had to take a piss.

Then I Alfred looked at me, and started to undo the belts that were fastening me to the bed.

"You better get out of here before 1987 comes back."

Don't call it a comeback. I've been here for years

"Wait, I have to get out of here?"

"Yes. You don't want to be here when 1987 gets back. He's going to be pretty mad when he finds out that you killed Alfred."