Stranger {Chapter 2}

Vertigo multi-portion fanfic of the searing portraits-series of masked/wiry home-invasion eeriness on Earth.

The Strangers adaptation/fanfiction work, in multiple parts (Chs 1-6) with some tic-tac-toe allusion/fun/darkness. Thanks so much for reading (Happy Weekend), 

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Mr. Amlan Satan now hoped his stranger encounter on Earth, in his post-move suburbia-haven on Earth, during a darkened Halloween season night in October, would improve (somehow). He was being terrorized in his home, as a masked Selfie titled 'Stranger' was peering inside his mind of securities, looking to disorient his life as a cyber-teacher of tic-tac-toe game boards intuitions of simplicity/irony with a dare evil of self-confidence self-consciousness possibly leading to bloody murder social media image.

POLICE: You say this 'Stranger' still lurks outside your house, staring out window?
AMLAN: Why haven't you sent any patroller, sir?

POLICE: Look, this claim some masked demon lurks about your tic-tac-toe is silly.

AMLAN: You promised you sought to send some police to look into (all) this!

POLICE: You said this masked woman commented on your cyber-game board art.

AMLAN: That's what she said, something about tic-tac-toe foolishness/funny, sir.

POLICE: You'd pardon our notion this is some harmless Halloween teacher-prank.

AMLAN: I think she has some weapon (hidden)...I need some help, no?

POLICE: May be this prankster just wants us to send a patrol-car for laughter?

AMLAN: Just send someone, before something weird becomes news, ok.

POLICE: Ha, that's Facebook-time.

The Stranger was still outside Amlan's suburbia-house, peering into his window, as he wondered what his next move ought to be for knucklebones (wow). Well, Amlan did know that the claim the masked woman of eeriness made, concerning her read of his publicly-accessible cyber-presentations of tic-tac-toe game(s) knucklebones of simple wins/alignments and chance-defeats of opponent line-achievement laughter and humility that brought her to his home for an education-dare game of Hell, made her some adversary of everyday Earthling/American lifestyle cleats of know (for the Ego).

AMLAN: "Note-to-self...the Stranger still persists as my Devil incarnate, and I'm staring at her prowling around outside as the sun has set and the moonlight approaches (ok)...I showed her my buttered-bread to reveal my confidence of patience that police shall take (all) this matter seriously-enough...but I've a flare-gun and now going to run out my back sliding-door and shoot it in the night-sky and scream 'Prankster makes police-nasty here, neighbors!' for someone to take notice of (all) this invasion...because I know she won't get the better side of this straight-man for Halloween (Selfie-like)."

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)