I was sitting on a bench at the lake recently (What?! No, I’m not lying!!! If you’ll please keep your comments to yourself… I’m trying to tell a story here!) Cough, cough. Let’s start again…
I was sitting on a bench at the lake recently, just watching Sacky, the Lake Monster, swimming around chasing fish…
…when the sky cracked open, lightning flashed, a deep demonic voice laughed somewhere in the background, and a figure appeared, with scary, blank white eyes and creepy, Bart Simpson styled spiky hair.
The “man’s” face was somehow smiling and frowning at the same time, and in fact he seemed to be flickering and shimmering and standing in several planes of existence all at the same time. Sacky was completely freaked out and fled to a different section of the lake! (Poor Sacky—so easily frightened for a monster…)
The ground under the figure’s feet seemed to sizzle, and he looked around in a decidedly evil and malicious way.
“Who are you?” I asked. The pen, which I’d been writing in my notebook with, dropped into the grass. I left it there, not wanting to take my eyes off the strange figure in front of me.
He was watching cars go by, almost hungrily. When I spoke, he turned his head, slowly, towards me and said, “I’m Mr. Hologram…” There was a ridiculously cliche crash of thunder and another blinding flash of lightning—and Mr. Hologram was gone!
I picked my pen up off the ground, made a few scribbles in my notebook, closed the book, and headed for home. I definitely needed a rootbeer…
—Richard F. Yates
[P.S. – Both of these images where created by me. The portrait of Mr. Hologram is as close as I could get, from memory, to sketching what I saw. The other image is a photo I accidentally took of Sacky, the Lake Monster, while I was trying to get a snap of a tree that had fallen into lake Sacajawea in Longview, Washington, USA. It’s one of the few Sacky photos in existence!]