"Should I move to a different house?", I say as I look at my precious toilet and shower.

Recently I've decided to try coffee. I heard it was supposed to wake people up but it did the opposite for me. After a cup I would have energy for maybe an hour and then it would wear off. Suddenly I'd feel like I hadn't slept for days. I was extra tired today so more coffee than usual, which knocked me out when it wore off. The demon ended up taking over while I was asleep and ended up destroying everything important. The toilets, showers, beds, fridge, my phone, T.Vs, and games are all destroyed.

Honestly, I'm a little curious as to why it hasn't taken over already. It's smart and I can't do anything while asleep so why hasn't it just taken over.

I go ahead and take a seat on the living room floor. It's pretty cold and the wood it's made of is covered in various step and scratch marks. Maybe I should move to another house but I don't think I can just kick out whoever lives there. Jim listened to me and is still staying in that same burger king, using the employee's phone to communicate with me.

I'm pretty sure that I can't just command whoever I want. Some condition has to be met and honestly, I'm too lazy to figure it out. I can already take whatever I want so why would I want to tell anybody to give or do something when I can just do it myself. Either way, nobody will care.

Maybe I should just move to a large hotel? Nah, too many people. I don't know whether people will always just ignore me or if anything will change so I guess the best option would be to just move into a small house.

"How do I go about doing this?", I say while tapping the cold ground. Jim doesn't have a laptop or computer and every other electronic is destroyed. I'd like to move to an abandoned or unsold house but I can't find one without searching online. Maybe I can just move into some old person's home. If people start attacking me I'm sure I can escape from some half-dead prune.

"Let's see. I guess for now, I should get a new phone.", I say while looking at the dim light peeking through the living room window. It should be Friday, June nineteenth but without my phone, I'm not really sure. I can't really keep track of the time without my phone. I guess I've become a tad too reliant on it.

I go ahead and stand up and move to the front door. Recently I've learned that things only become dangerous at night. The moment the sun comes up everything is fine. "Damn bastard.", I say while pulling the rubber strap of my red-spotted boxers. While I was asleep he took over and destroyed almost everything, leaving only the things I hate the most. Boxers and flip-flops.

Thankfully Jim lives next to a Walmart, gas station, and burger king so I'm good on the clothes and food department. I guess I'll stop by Walmart first and get some proper shoes, I think to myself as I walk out the front door.

Because it's morning the wind has a bit of a chill. As I move down the concrete driveway I hear the front door slowly creak, an audible click sounding after a few steps. Honestly, I would like to drive but I think a walk would be better. I need to improve my mood a bit so a nice walk sounds nice. Unfortunately, halfway to Walmart, I began to regret my decision. I want to slide the bottoms of my feet against the black road but because of these fucking flip-flops a strong pain follows every single step as the rubber strap digs into my feet. I can't walk on the grass to enjoy a pleasant crunching sound because it will tickle my exposed feet.

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Thankfully I don't have to deal with this for long. After fifteen minutes I find myself in front of the Walmart entrance. I go ahead and toss away these god damn flip-flops and run as fast as I possibly can to the shoe aisle.

"Words Words Words Words Words!"

Suddenly a familiar song begins to play. It's probably coming from the electronics aisle. After grabbing black running shoes, a white t-shirt, and some baggy jeans I move to the game and movie aisle. Of course, nobody cares. Nobody notices the man running to the clothes aisle wearing nothing but red polka dot boxers, even after he pushes them out of his path.

Nobody notices. Nobody cares.

"The hell?", I say with clear confusion as I look at the various T.V's on display. Each one is playing a familiar video. A young girl, maybe fifteen years old is singing the phrase "Words" repeatedly, following a rhythm similar to Renai Circulation. She has blonde hair tied into matching shoulder-length braids and she's wearing a thin knee-length pink dress with matching heels.

The employees are humming to the song, the customers stopping to watch her for a few minutes before moving along. No matter how many times the song restarts people continue to enjoy it. "Her voice is divine", They say. "She's gorgeous", they say. "I would do anything to meet her", They say. Everyone seems to love her so much but if I were to describe her. I guess I would call her.

Ordinary.

She's not particularly cute. She's not sexy. She's not charming. If anything she's annoying. This song is a direct rip-off of Renai-Circulation yet people are saying she wrote it. I've never met her and I don't know her but something about her irks me.

I don't like her.

"Who is she?", I say to the cashier. He doesn't respond. He continues to hum that damn song, glancing at the T.V. every now and then, putting on a stupid grin the moment he sees that video. I begin to scream at him, grabbing his collar. Still, he ignores me. Nobody stops to look at the crazy screaming man.

It's just another ordinary day, thinks everybody else.

Eventually, after slapping the cashier several times I calm down. Even with his puffy cheeks a light red, he continues to work. In the end, I decide to steal the bastard's phone. Thankfully he also has the charger so I don't have to worry about the battery dying.

I go ahead and sign in to my youtube account and go through my history, finding that video. It seems that a couple hundred more people decided to reply but I don't really care about that right now. "Emily Emily?" I say with clear confusion in my voice. The song is called Emily Emily for some reason. There's no copyright so I don't know produced it and the channel name is just E. R. O. S.

I go ahead and search the channel video list and find that this is the only thing posted. I can't be sure if it's the original poster or just some thief. In the end, I decide to just head over to burger king to take a dump and have a nice meal. It's not that far so I go ahead and search up some things and see what comes up.

I search, End of the world. No acceptable results.

I search, Demons have risen. No acceptable results.

I search, Angels? No acceptable results.

According to current news, the world is the same as It's always been. Nothing has changed except for non-stop coverage of a rising idol. It seems that no matter what I do I can't escape her. People are playing that god-damned song non-stop on their speaker. Even when I walk into burger king people are still playing it.

"Give me ten number ten's with large fries and only one soda. Make it a root beer.", I say to the cashier, pretending to give him money. Of course, he takes out his wallet and pays for it himself. After ordering I go ahead and take a seat after grabbing everybody's phones and smashing them so I don't have t listen to that goddamn song.

"Huh?", I say as I see people give an actual response. Nobody looks at me. Nobody really seems to care about their broken phone but something about everybody here feels...off. It goes silent. Everybody raises their hand, flipping their palm as if looking for something. Suddenly everybody begins to hum that goddamn song.

I want to tell them to shut up but their faces. Their dead eyes and stiff smiles. Their twitching cheeks and heavy breaths. They all look like they're about to have a panic attack.

"Words Words Words Words Words.", They sing with monotone voices.