Thinner-Mind

Can an underworld deity come to the shocking-rescue of a prince-man of the West (given an omen-curse of thin-fate expulsion) for deliverance?

An adaptation of Thinner (Stephen King). Thanks so much for reading, 

DISCLAIMER: This work of creative 'fanfiction' offers no ties to the referenced work of inspiration and is cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' interpretations). 

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AMLAN: Are you really Medusa, the mythical demon-deity of hypnosis now?

MEDUSA: I'm indeed the snake-lady of hypnosis/obsession charms of Earth, pal.

AMLAN: Why'd you make mark of me, a gas-station man, Medusa-lady?
MEDUSA: You're an Earth-prince negotiating a curse placed by your dad (Emit).

AMLAN: The Thinner-Mind curse, snake-lady?

MEDUSA: Selfie-like.

MEDUSA: Do you not understand the moral horror-gravity of the Thinner-Mind IQ?

AMLAN: I surely do, snake-lady; since the curse was placed, I've getting thin.

MEDUSA: No matter what you do, you can't negotiate ingestion/nutrition?

AMLAN: I'm not growing paler, more nauseous, or sickly...just thinner, Medusa.

MEDUSA: Your father's placement of omen-curses for his alcoholic-fury is omen.

AMLAN: You said it; I know it; I suppose we're to make some game-wage with it?

MEDUSA: No, dear no; you must escape the Satanic curse with mushroom-soup.

AMLAN: Selfie-like (ok).

Amlan's father (Emit), an alcoholic gypsy immigrant, was infuriated when his princely-son, a gas-station man of the American Homeland, of Catholic good faith, defeated him in a football video-game and placed an omen-curse of 'accidental unhappiness' from an ancient text of curses from his foreign land and drove Amlan insane with ingestion/nutrition hands, which is why this tale features an underworld demon-deity (Medusa, master of hypnosis/obsession) coming to the prince's rescue for a social media/consumerism image of the leviathan of manmade 'creature' cleats (for darkness).

CONCIERGE: What do you always visit for your cup of mushroom-soup, prince?
AMLAN: It's an omen-evasions med-prescription from my oracle, friend.

CONCIERGE: Oracle, prince?

AMLAN: Medusa, deity of hypnosis/obsession.

CONCIERGE: What will creamy mushroom-soup do for a man of the thin-mind?

AMLAN: Everything, friend...there's a snake-leap for organics-hospitality.

CONCIERGE: I suppose mushrooms offer a hotel-kitchen helmet (Selfie-like).

AMLAN: Thanx.

Friends, Medusa offered Amlan the right medicine-advice for escape from a dark Thinner-Mind omen-curse imposed by his gypsy-alcoholic dad (Emit) and helped the prince reach incomplete-distances readings for the hellmouth of consumerism bow-ties (for the Ego)...just in time for Valentine's Day.

"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)