The Cult of the Purple Monkey
DENIAL, THY NAME IS MONKEY
…woke up with a scream.
He was back in the hospital.
It had all been a dream…but had it? Alistair wrenched off the sheets of his bed. His sweat-dripped body screamed as he realised, he was wearing purple monkey socks™…
THE END
AFTERWORD
This document has been a true document of Neil’s supposed ‘experience’. Strangely enough, the exact same story has been repeated under a lie-detector test, and Neil’s psychological state is such that he actually believes his ‘experience’ to be completely real.
The previous six months have been harrowing for Neil Fleming, and this hallucination has taken its toll. So exerting on his psyche it was, that I fear if something is not soon done then he may have to be sectioned under the Mental Health Act (2045) for further examination.
And so, my last case is unresolved, as I move onto new dreams and experiences, to pursue my dreams as a writer.
Wouldn’t it be fascinating if the Purple Monkey’s realm did exist however? With the recent discovery of the Phantoms then…perhaps.
Ah, I speculate inappropriately. To my replacement, I leave the following message: have fun with your life – because with the Phantoms as they are, your life expectancy has just gone down a few decades.
It seems however, that my work is done.
Long live the Purple Monkey…
THE DOCTOR KNOWN ONLY AS JETNOIR
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