BIT BY A RAT



What a weird morning.

I was having the same nightmare about a huge swarm of black snakes attacking my home. In my dream I was chopping off snakes' heads with a parang as they keep falling in waves from the living room ceiling.

One of the snakes suddenly lunged at me and clamped its jaws on my left hand. Strangely, I could feel its sharp fangs embedded deep into the flesh of my hand and I retaliated by strangling the snake, forcing it to let go. The damn snake wouldn't let go.

It felt like what must have been a long battle. The pain became so sharp that my eyes slowly opened and, to my horror, I found the snake transformed into a rat the size of a tabby cat. And here I was choking it with my bare hands. No wonder the snake felt furry.

The giant rat from hell was biting on my left hand. I know it's crazy, but I kept on strangling it while wishing it would die for hurting me for no apparent reason. A sense of hatred and anger provoked me to squeeze the creature to death. I think I heard a tiny crack beneath its fur.

The rat finally let go. I loosened my grip. The cunning demon took this advantage to jump off my grip and escape. I noticed the rat was limping as it shrieked away.

Still in a daze, I examined my hand and found it was bloody. How dark and gleaming the liquid seemed...

Oh, okay... I'm bleeding... the voice in my head said. But my conscience quickly shouted, you're hurt, so go to the hospital stupid!

In the emergency room, the doctor was baffled when he heard my story. What's worst, the nurses were giggling their caps off.

"What did you say happened to you?"

"A rat bit me on my left hand."

"A rat...?"

"Yes, a rat. Now-"

"How did that happen?"

"Look, it bit me and I strangled it and now I need something to prevent from getting rabies, doc. Please give me an injection or something before I go insane and bite everyone else in this room."

My wound was cleaned and bandaged. They applied some distasteful looking antiseptic on it. I was injected with a rabies prevention serum. My pride is still bleeding. I can't write properly for few days with this bandage on. I was thinking of suing the hospital and killing the rat later. Or maybe suing the rat and killing the hospital later...

When I got home, I realized that my silver chain was missing from my throat. I must have lost it while I was asleep or on the way to the hospital. Then I remembered the rat had something shiny trailing from its mouth as it ran away.

The rat has stolen my silver chain. That little thief!

JAMIROQUAI'S "DEEPER UNDERGROUND" is playing in my mind today.

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