I somehow managed to meet God. I forget everything that lead up to it, but I was in this big, old haus overflowing wit stuff. And I was talking with God. He was a smiley man who seemed very quirky, with white hair and a beard, though I can’t remember exactly. I was asking him questions about things, and he was giving me answers. I remember being satisfied by his responses, but for the life of me I can’t remember what they were. Or what my questions were. That’s probably for good reason.

I got home and it was storming. Someone was attacking my famiy and friends, to draw me in. Most of my family was already dead. They even had Merlin and Nimmy and Ziggy. I was trying to fight him, to save them. Merlin kept leaping out of windows to fight at him, much to my desperation. The storm got worse. The kind of storm meaning to end the world. He tried to strangle Merlin. I could hear his choked howls. Then the storm got too bad. He came into the remains of my haus and stayed with me. Somehow things changed. I became his prisoner.

He brought me to NYC. There were many people there. He was explaining things to me. I was telling him things. About how I had previously wondered about what would happen if I had just left everyone I had been fighting to save. Obviously, there was no point to leaving anymore. There was some sort of model talent search going on. Diana was there with Rachel and VV. Dressed up. I was wearing regular EMi clothes. They told me I should be wearing vinyl or leather to strut myself. I said I was just trying to show the judges who I really am. Secretly, I wanted to be dressed up. I just didn’t want to admit it.