["Disappear here"]

I pull away from the closet, slamming the door shut. On the door another giant pentagram, this one black and dripping, announces itself.

I shift the light over to another wall blighted with pentagrams and then focus the light on a series of letters spread high above me, floating against a huge expanse of pristine white wall over my bed, and Iím squinting, trying to focus, and I slowly fan the beam across the letters until Iím saying the words out loud.

DiSAPpEAR
HEre

The word cause me to sag against the wall and Iím gripping the gun so tightly I can barely feel it and the Oasis song is revolving into its climax and its endless soloing and as I stumble out of the room my shadow looms against another massive red pentagram.

Fra Glamorama


I turn the radio up, loud. The streets are totally empty and I drive fast. I come to a red light, tempted to go through it, then stop once I see a billboard I donít remember seeing and I look up at it. All it says is "Disappear Here" and even though itís probably an ad for some resort, it still freaks me out a little and I step on the gas really hard and the car screeches as I leave the light. I put my sunglasses on even though itís still pretty dark outside and I keep looking into the rearview mirror, getting this strange feeling that somebody is following me.

Fra Less than Zero


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