Monkey Beach: EpilogueMonkey Beach: EpilogueMonkey Beach: Epilogue by CrimsonAngelGoddess
The little man’s back. Sitting on my dresser watching me with a bittersweet smile on his face. I knew the little bastard wouldn’t stay away forever. I knew he would be coming soon though and I’m ready. Well, almost. Looking back at everything now it’s hard to believe that it’s been such a long time since seeing Mike, Ba-ba-oo and Ma-ma-oo on Monkey Beach. Since Jimmy died. So much has happened over the years between then and now, but laying here it has all gone by so very quickly. Where to start? I guess starting where I left off last would be as good a place as any.
I open my eyes only to slam them shut again to protect them from the glare of the ridiculously bright florescent lights. I open them slower the next time, letting them adjust. The roof isn’t my roof. I hear beeping and whispering and I smell antiseptic and piss. Hospital then. It takes a minute to get my head to move and when it does I can s