Super Market Psycho

An inventive criminally-minded stalker person creates a social transit 'fortune' feeling of psychosis-cleats, in a media/series fanfiction.

A fanfiction of the criminally-disorienting franchise/series Psycho. Enjoy! 

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Mr. Amlan Satan wandered into a Homeland-Jersey small town and took-up a very-special residence at an Inn where he found a vanity-mirror conjecture to cast himself as a special traffic-stalker anonymous messenger of post-9/11 era shoppers' superstitious paranoia for everyday/Selfie life (hmmm).

SHELBYE: I'm telling you, this guy's been following me around from our Inn.

DETECTIVE: You say this man thinks he's not just coincidentally running into you?

SHELBYE: I found him at the very-same bookshop and supermarket I visited!

DETECTIVE: You know his room number?

SHELBYE: No, but I worry; I mean, are we similar or is he pattern-copying me?

DETECTIVE: We'll see if he's some kind of pattern terrorist (9/11 type woe!).

SHELBYE: Thanx (Facebook-like).

You see, Amlan/Shelbye were enjoying the Earthling TV-and-sofa amenity of the very-same Inn in the Homeland-Jersey area of incomplete-lines readings for the vanities of capitalism-race life in the post-9/11 era West; and Miss Shelbye now (honestly) worried that she'd been crossing routes with some kind of bad-hospitality readings messenger from Hell (hmmm). This was bad photo synthesis for the Ego.

When Shelbye found Amlan Satan drinking some Amoretto in the Inn-lobby on a Saturday's Eve, she finally got the nerve-charm to sit down next to him and ask him to buy her a drink, since she was alone in that Inn that evening (too). He did, and then he invited her back to his suite; and they made-love (sweetly). The next morning, she disappeared, and so did Amlan, having checked-out by courier. He was watching an irreverent social-breakdowns film on YouTube (social media), representative of the criminal consciousness (hmmm).

INNKEEPER: This was some stranger characterizations of thorns and birds, sir.

DETECTIVE: At least Mr. Satan checked-out normally (by courier!).

INNKEEPER: They retired to Amlan's suite on Saturday (together), sir.

DETECTIVE: I don't doubt it (hmmm)...perchance some 9/11 'smoke' of doughnuts.

INKEEPER: I'm sorry (not Facebook-like).

DETECTIVE: No (good).

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)