Jim William West
2016
The house was stone cold, but Madeline took off all of her clothes, and was running about naked. As ‘The Sun Queen’, she fed exclusively on butter, which was needed to stoke the burning fires within her. Also smeared butter over her entire body, from head to foot. Every sinew and muscle was drawn tight as piano wire. When she took hold of my arm, it was with a grip of steel. Apparently, she was receiving instructions from higher beings, but it was Darwin who was advising me. While she was at the front of the house, I slipped out the back and ran. Kept going all the way down Cader, and didn’t feel safe until reaching Dolgellau. There, I called the number she’d given me. A psychiatrist answered, and responded with, “Oh no, not again”. He called a mental health team, and gave me the number of her lawyer. I hung out in Dolgellau, and didn’t go back ‘till late evening. The place was empty. Rumor had it that, when the police and health workers arrived, Madeline took off starkers across the hills. There was a light, new-fallen snow. She was fit, athletic, hyperactive, and covered in butter. Must have taken them a while to catch her. I slept soundly, for the first time in weeks. Two days later, the junkies arrived.
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