A creature gestated inside me. I sensed its malign presence, growing inside. I was pregnant - or impregnated perhaps more accurately - with a demonic entity. But maternal feelings can be strong apparently, regardless of circumstance, and I found myself more fascinated then repelled by the swelling intruder.
I was in my backyard, which was not my backyard, but rather elements of backyards I've set foot in before, hurled together into this backyard amalgamation. And also not really my backyard, but just inside the door to a garage, that led out to the backyard. It was night time. It was also, as I felt a strengthening connection to the thing that lived inside me, birth time.
I did not have a swollen belly nor any physical sign that belied the readiness of the demon inside me to emerge from it's makeshift womb. It was just something I knew.
Much to my surprise and relief, the creature emerged rather painlessly from somewhere in my body I'm not sure of exactly and I found it wriggling inside my cupped hands. Bloody and grub-like, it slightly resembled a freshly born infant marsupial. Fleshy and underdeveloped. Upon closer inspection, it looked more like two severed human fingers which had been fused together at the wound. Literally.
I carefully placed my demon child into a plastic cup and walked through the backyard. I entered the house.
Inside I spoke with my friend, a lighter-skinned black friend I have never actually met, about the perils of raising a demonic baby. Apparently the whole world, or at least a very large portion of it, including many much-lauded scientific communities, had heard of my situation and were anxious to see the newborn creature exterminated. I had absolutely no interest in seeing this happen, as I said before, I found the situation to be rather fascinating and had a growing attachment to my progeny. As short time progressed, the creature grew at a startling rate, contorting and expanding like a tumor. It was no longer just fingers but rapidly developing other body parts as well. I didn't have to feed it or change any diapers and so I didn't really see the problem.
Later on that night, I had to forget about my demon baby for a moment, as I now had another much larger problem to deal with. I forgot I left the hose on in the backyard!
I sprint out into the backyard but it is too late. The backyard is flooded. Totally flooded. It is now a forested lake instead of a backyard. The basement is also completely flooded but that doesn't seem to bother me.
Apparently word has gotten out about the aquatic wilderness that is now my backyard as a massive crocodile has taken up residence there. Either that or crocodiles have some instinctual water finding ability. A biological water witch or internal dowsing rod. Either way, its here and it is here to stay.
The gigantic monster crocodile explodes from the water, lunging after me from a dark watery ambush position, but I just go back into my house. I casually try to lure it out and navigate my backyard without it eating me. Nothing is really working. In the meantime it eats a few of my neighbors and several of my friends. It was starting to be a little frustrating but I didn't really let it bother me too much.
