Dial - Season 1 - Episode 55

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Dial - Season 1 - Episode 55

I didn’t even have a dog, or a cat, to call a friend!


My security system was the best money could buy, consisting of lasers and electric kickers to tempered steels lockdowns that had deterred many break-in attempts and burglaries.


Somehow, with my money, I had created a sort of prison for myself!


The sadness and loneliness hit me with relentless force, and I felt my heart stretched with emotion as I thought of my father, and at that moment I missed him more than I could bear!


My father, who had built up an empire from scratch…strong, focused, hard. My friend, my only friend, my best friend! A man who had taught me the ropes, given me the best of education, prepared me for the world, and filled me with enough bitter and negative sentiments about my fellow humans beings that had permanently scarred me, and separated me from social living completely.

We had been there for each other, just the two of us…



And now he was gone, and I was alone, and I couldn’t fill that void. Now I needed him as a son would need a father, my fear escalating slowly out of control, and wishing for his firm assuredness, his rock-solid shoulder I could lean on, and find solutions.
I was alone.

Completely alone…with a horrible fetish priest breathing vengeance down my spine.
Tears came into my ears, and slowly spilled down my cheeks. And around that time the pizza delivery guy came, and I took it through the small cubicle, suddenly unwilling to speak to him this time. I tipped him generously and carried the big box up to the dining-room.