There was no doubt – my mouth had moved a centimeter to the left overnight. I check between reflection and picture before accepting the impossible.
“Hitler, you gotta see this,” I call to my roommate, nicknamed for being the image of Arian perfection – blonde hair, blue eyes (the works). I find him in his favorite pass-out hiding place – behind the couch under a layer of PBR cans.
“Listen, something funny is happening. I think I’m turning into one of those weirdies from the X-files!” I give him a shake.
He doesn’t show any response at all, not even his trademark, ‘Fuck off’.… Read the rest