by Gold Baron
It's been a few weeks since your last nightmare. You've decided it would be best not to tell anyone; they might think you're crazy. You sit down on the couch in front of the TV and settle in with the usual commodities for an all-night marathon of B-movies: chips, popcorn, dip, soda.
You grab for the remote, only to notice the TV is already on. Funny, it wasn't on when you came into the room. The screen is mostly dark, save for a ghostly outline. You lean closer; what's wrong with it? You hit it a few times, and the screen brightens, the image becoming clear.
Did you miss me?
No! How could it be? "You're supposed to be gone. You were supposed to leave me alone!"
He lets out a soft laugh. Did I ever SAY I was going to leave you alone? Did I ever give you my word that this was through?
You answer weakly, "Well, no."
Good. Now that that's sorted out, on to business. I know how valuable you think your time is. I'd hate to make you miss Busty Blonde Nurses.
You settle back uneasily and listen to the visage.
I'm looking for someone; you may have heard of him. Does the name Marv Velo ring a bell? He's looking for me too, I'm sure. That's a long story... how we met, I mean, but it's not important now. It is imperative that we meet. A great balance is about to be lost, do you understand?
You nod your head stupidly, and when you cease, busty blonde nurses tease a man in a body cast on your TV.