Dr. Dume ~ The Doctor is In

A tiring night so far. I found an idea for the Alienskin article, not seasonal but something new, something I haven't covered before. I think it worked out okay.

Dumelet also had a restless time because of the monster under his bed. It escaped and he wouldn't settle until I'd found it and put it back. It was in the closet, and it wasn't until I had Underbed Monster back in place that I realised Closet Monster had run off too. I finally found it in the kitchen, behind the fridge.

Monsters aren't what they used to be. When I was little, they were far more resilient. Dumelet can't get at them so they have nothing to be scared of. If he follows traditional Dume development, he won't even try to eat them for five or six years yet. He can't even get their scales off until his second row of teeth grow in.

I bought his Christmas presents today. A Junior Dissection Kit and a puppy. That should keep him occupied for most of the day.

Well, he's quiet now. The monsters are back in place, the malevolent-whisper tape is on and the room is in total darkness, just as he likes it. Senga's asleep too. She's taken to striking up conversations so I've taken to lacing her drink with laudanum. It works well - I'm happy, and she's very happy indeed. Quiet, too.

Silence is golden, and anything golden is worth money.