Echelon-Stranger: Dark Chimney

A Story by Abishai100

A young promising family encounter a dark stranger at the door in the Autumn for an Earthling cleat of phobia.

The Strangers adaptation. Happy Halloween,

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AMLAN: This is a great move for us, into Echelon (prototype suburbia), wife.

DANICA: Good read, hubby; nice inside studio for your sports/football tales.

AMLAN: I doubt there's anything ominous in the loom/works this October.

DANICA: It's football/baseball season, and we're newlyweds for Halloween!

AMLAN: Selfie-like.

Amlan and Danica found their quaint niche for American Dream erections and moved into their townhouse in Echelon/Jersey and wanted everything right for their little family, which included their darling-babe Esmerelda (infant). The home was the right-stuff image for residence happiness, and this was the perfect nuclear family (Facebook-like).

AMLAN: I got us a classic original 1998 iMac with multi-colored mouses, wife.

DANICA: Great, and Esmerelda can benefit from the math programs you get.

AMLAN: Wow, who'd think Echelon-life was simply secured for everyday image?

DANICA: No strangers here for Halloween, hubby; Selfie-like.

Amlan made two gorgeous stick-figure crayon images of youth-oriented Earthling superstitions for cyber-share, a femme-harlequin of DC inspiration and a soaring glider-goblin terrorist for Marvel inspiration; Amlan and Danica and Esmerelda quickly became an Echelon-Earth diplomacy-unit of all things normal overground (for the Ego!).

In fact, Amlan's little Marvel-inspired terrorist-goblin was the excellence for social media shares/comment in the post-9/11 era Homeland (America) of incomplete-distances readings of the leviathan/uncertainty of life. This was something worth its weight in funny neighborly envy (ha).

STRANGER: Knock, knock.
AMLAN/DANICA: Who the hell are you?

STRANGER: Stranger.

AMLAN/DANICA: Why're you masked...two nights before Halloween Eve?

STRANGER: Stranger.

AMLAN/DANICA: Do you know us, Stranger?
STRANGER: Read your nuclear/family cyber-civilization story posts, babes.

AMLAN/DANICA: What do you want, Stranger?

STRANGER: I want in...I want photos of Esmerelda (Facebook-like).

What did this Stranger want (honestly)? She surely wanted into the home of Amlan/Danica/Esmerelda, and Amlan and Danica felt too unnerved to feel like their refusal/defiance prompted no future-threat by this home-invader, perhaps post-hours for vengeance or bloody-murder (damn). So, they let her inside, and she tied them up and perused their internal treasures and took smartphone photos of Esmerelda. She then explained her full rationale and further explained she wanted to take one of Amlan's football cards as a souvenir or trophy of this masked October-invasion for personal journal notes. Well, Amlan and Danica simply prayed she'd leave after this dark theater of bad language (for all).