The Illustrated Encyclopedia of an Imaginary Universe

I was possessed once. A certain overwhelming desire had struck me, took control of me. I sat down in the kitchen and cradled the phone in my hands for a long time. No one else was around. I never really felt comfortable in that chair. I put the handset to my ear, cradled it against my shoulder. I dialed ten digits, ten very familiar digits that haunted me then. I was hoping for a brief glimpse, even if only aurally, of her. But instead, all I heard was a buzzing noise and a boy’s voice. I hung the phone and went to cry somewhere.

That was almost a year ago but it seems much closer sometimes.