I am assuming December XVII
Much has happened since my last entry, so like many stories, I will tell this one from the beginning.
When I was in bed, I suddenly lost control of my limbs altogether and started shaking feverishly.. Within moments of this occurrence, the stranger was upon me. He placed a hand Which was surprisingly warm yet cooled my whole body on my eyes. He began whispering something in my ear. I only recollect him saying something about "A glimpse" and "the future". At first I thought I must have been completely delusional because it sounded something like: "Young man! You ill goon! Be a glimpse of the future." I wondered what he meant by this and who gave him the right to call me a goon. Then he continued Ewes will bake a 400 ears of cow"? That confirmed it...definitely delusional. "You...don't...forw..." Then darkness consumed me.
I awoke with a start by being bounced in the air. I opened my eyes in a very stuffy space. I though "If this is paradise...Well, I can't imagine Hades." I attempted to lift whatever blocked my vision, knowing full well I was trapped in eternal darkness. But, to my surprise, it lifted.
The first thing that my eyes met was a cloud of smoke. When it hit my face, it stung everything; my eyes, my face, And my lungs (this induced coughing.)
I heard a "Wha-", then I lurched to the right and struck my head against something hard. I then lurched forward. Being careful to avoid further injury, I placed my hands above my head, only to have them hit equally as hard.
I cried out in pain.
I heard what sounded like the slamming of a metallic door; then a sudden burst of light consumed me. I saw the silhouette of a bulky man before I was roughly grabbed by the collar and thrown to the ground.
I grabbed my now aching head and looked up. My captor was a large, roughly 7 foot, middle aged man with sunken in brown eyes, and wore an odd looking cap with the bill of a duck. This was probably there to hide his hair, or rather lack of it. But however much hair he lacked on his head, he made up tenfold everywhere else on his figure. I suppose this is the case for those who are getting older, all their hair leaves their heads and migrates to their chest, arms, and back.
The cap of which he wore was dark blue and had an odd emblem that looked like this:
The design was blood red and the outside was black.
"What made you think you could just hitch a ride on my truck without consulting me first?" He asked a little too loudly to suit my taste, or my throbbing head. "Huh? Stowaway!?" He shook me.
I looked him in the eyes and he must have realized I was contaminated because he just put me down and climbed back into his...his...Whatever could it be!? It was large, and shaped like a horse drawn carriage, but lacking horses.
It had three boxes, two of which were stuck together, the smaller had about eight deep black lines that lead to what I thought could be the devil's quarters themselves; for, smoke emerged from them.
I know the description is horrible, but I'm working on it. You could help me if you want:)