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James Mauldin didn’t want to go to sleep.

For 5 days now, he had been on a strict regimen of coffee and diet pills. Hallucinations had begun to bombard him, but he didn’t mind. A shadow here, a whisper there – he knew they weren’t real, so it didn’t matter to him at all.

But the dreams…or whatever they truly were…were very real to James. That’s why he hadn’t slept in 5 days, why his wife had left him, and why he had lost his job.

It had always been the same way. A palpable force of some kind seemed to permeate every molecule in the air right as he began to fall asleep. He would fight it – trying to move, trying to scream – but it never worked. The darkness enveloped him every single time.

He would be transported to a farm house with a white picket fence surrounding it. It was always a starless night, with nothing but a faint and foreboding glow of scarlet emanating from some unknown source and illuminating everything to where it looked like blood.

Invariably, James would grab onto the fence with both hands. Whenever he did this, he would feel pain from every nerve in his hands and pull them to his face. Once his palms turned upward, sunlight would flood the area and replace the red glow. His hands would be bleeding in a thousand places and the white fence would now be rusted barbed wire.

Slowly, a dark cloud would move towards him along the ground. He knew from the start of these recurring dreams that the cloud was there to consume things. Love, his family, his confidence, his sanity. And he knew that someday, during one of these dreams, the inevitable would come – his life would be consumed as well.

Unbeknownst to James, his five sleepless nights had actually been years. His mind could no longer accurately perceive time, or anything else for that matter.

“Don’t let me sleep! Don’t let me sleep!”
The guards sedated him, tightened his straitjacket, and turned off the lights.

 

this was inspired by a childhood dream of mine

imageThe ALIEN franchise has always been essential, influential, groundbreaking, and just damn well conceived. Though it was inspired by B movies like “It: the terror from beyond space”, “Planet of the Vampires”, and the Swiss surrealist, H. R. Giger(who designed the creature, and let’s face it: if the alien didn’t look as disturbing and original as it did, no one would have given the films a chance, despite the excellent acting and screenplays), it always had a flair of originality as a franchise that inspired countless sci fi sagas. Play “Halo” or “Call of Duty”. Watch the remake of “Dawn of the Dead”(I may be wrong, but its structure seemed to closely follow that of the second xeno installment, “Aliens”). Watch the original Independence Day. Play any sci fi video game or watch any extra terrestrial movie. Star Trek’s “Borg” (how did H. R. Giger not get a credit for the imagery?) and “Species 8472”. It’s all inspired by INTERNECIVUS RAPTUS(species name of the xenomorph -http://web.archive.org/web/20080820074424/http://www.anchorpointessays.com/egg.html )specifically the way the monster and story was portrayed in James Cameron’s “Aliens”(don’t ever watch “alone in the dark”, “the cave”, or “leviathan” – movies that rip off the alien franchise so much that they make my stomach turn). Hell, even the “Predator” franchise probably wouldn’t have happened without “Alien”(predator never really ripped off of alien in any way. I just feel like “Alien” opened the door for the galactic Arnie hunters). Even though many agree with me, you can probably already tell that I am extremely biased. The Alien films are my all time favorite movies. I even love the ones people hate. Alien 3″(why? That stuff was DARK, nihilistic, claustrophobic and terrifying), “Resurrection”(a beautifully directed film with stunning cinematography and SFX), and – gasp – even the AVP films(okay, they are shitty compared to the originals of both franchises, but you can’t say that they aren’t fun). But, regardless of how much I enjoy the films that started and came after “Alien 3”, the first two alien films are the watermark. That’s why I became so excited when I heard about Neil Blomkaamps “Alien 5” film, a direct sequel to the second movie, which would bring back Ripley, Hicks, and the lovable little girl turned hardened badass Newt. Prometheus was awesome and extremely well directed, but it still disappointed me(I basically waited two hours to see the last ten seconds of the movie).

So yay for Alien 5 right?

Cue Ridley Scott, director of the first Alien.

He decides to come in and stall Alien 5 until his Prometheus 2 film, “Alien: Covenant”, can be released. What? Keep us from seeing our favorite actress Sigourney Weaver kill acid bleeding monsters so that the sequel to the prequel can be made? Okay, okay, so he had “Prometheus” way before Blomkaamp started working on “5”. He has the right to finish “Covenant” first, even if it annoys (but still excites) us Alien fans. I’m truly excited for “Covenant”, especially now that, unlike “Prometheus”, it’s an actual “Alien” film. But here’s why I have a few worries:

RIDLEY SCOTT IS ONE OF THE MOST TALENTED DIRECTORS IN THE INDUSTRY AND DIRECTED MY ALL TIME FAVORITE FILM (ALIEN), BUT HE TRIED TO MAKE PROMETHEUS ONLY “LOOSELY” CONNECTED TO THE XENOMORPHS AND HAS BEEN MAKING CONTRADICTIONS FOR YEARS NOW.

I don’t remember the exact quotes, but the contradictions are as follows:

(Four years ago) “Prometheus will have Alien in it”

(A few months later)
“Prometheus will not have Alien in it”

(The movie comes out and, lo and behold, the creature is actually in it, albeit for only ten seconds at the end)

(2015)
“The beast(referring to the ALIEN not actually being in Prometheus 2) is cooked. They’ve wrung it dry. There’s only so much snarling you can do. No more Alien. I’m done with “dragons” and shit.”

(A few months later)
“We’ll have them all. Egg, face hugger, chestburster, then the Big Boy. And it’s not “Prometheus 2”. It’s “Alien” (covenant)!”

What the fuck?

Ok, I do put my tongue in my cheek at these contradictions, but I actually have nothing against Scott or the new Alien film he’s making (at least it will be more of an Alien film than Prometheus…hopefully). I love the hell out of him, and he’s tied with Inoshiro Honda, David Fincher, and Steven Spielberg as my favorite director. I’m just annoyed in a very immature way that I won’t see Ripley again for a while and have to keep guessing on whether “Covenant” is really going to be a film with the xenomorph or not (I’m sure it will be though… Scott has said before that successful sequels to films such as “Star Wars” has shown him that giving in to the nostalgia of the fans is where the money really is).

I do however have a very big glimmer of hope:

Danny McBride reveals his role in ‘Alien: Covenant,’ gushes about film’s practical FX

Only one bite. Then, the morals fled away.

After a mere bite, she slept without dreaming, lived without breathing, and sinned without grieving. Just like the mythical Eve, she tasted something that looked sweet from afar but turned bitter once digested by the soul. The serpent in this case – the reason she was tempted, at least in her mind – was her husband. He had been the cause of this. It was all his fault.

After a few months of constant criticism, joyless celibacy, and a bad habit with the bottle, her husband had finally given her the temptation that she had actually possessed all along. The temptation to chase another.

She didn’t remember much of the first night, other than the fact that she was filled with intense desire. At least until the alcohol took effect. Then, it was more about the death of brain cells than anything else.

After she awakened in his apartment, she found a plate of eggs on the nightstand with a note beside it.

“Had to go to work. Enjoy your breakfast, beautiful.”

How could she have been so stupid? Hooking up and spending the night with a total stranger from a bar?

Still…the man seemed to care about her. He was sweet, much sweeter than a regular one nighter would have been.

It took her a while to register the facts, but she eventually realized that this was going to be a continuous thing.

There was no guilt yet. That would come later, along with the debauchery.