Music for the heart, mind, and spirit...

I was walking down the street in a mildly industrial area.  I met a young man who seemed to be of middle eastern descent.  He wanted to go to the gym with me.  I wasn’t sure I could get him in with my card but we went anyhow.  When we got there, we were standing in front of the lockers and there was some sort of shift change and we were waiting to go work out.  Then this man and woman came up and sat down.  I looked at the man and his eyes rolled back in his head and when they came to again, they were like gleaming cat eyes and his skin turned gray.  He lifted his hand and his thumb and pinky disappeared and his three fingers formed a sort of tripod and the tips flattened.  Then just as suddenly as he changed into this new creature, he changed back into an average looking human being.  He told me that he needed my help because he needed to feed.

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