I, the Dragon. What to do now?

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"Ta da tada" made the trumpet of the RTL radio alarm clock, Radio Télévision Luxembourg.

"It's the 5:30 a. m. Journal. Today and tomorrow it will rain and the weather will be cloudy and we are waiting for some storms. So close your windows and don't walk in the woods because trunks and branches can fall and injure you or damage your car. Today, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah..."

"Shut the fuck up" as the volume set to minimum resonated in my head. Usually I was a little deaf, but it's like a jackhammer between my ears.

I put my hand to my ears by reflex and I discover that I have no hands and that my ears are as hard as steel and have the touch of a hard scorpion fish or a sturgeon.

Weird, weird, weird! I press the radio button on the clock to stop the noise and smash the radio completely crushed like a marshmallow.

"Okay, there's no more noise. "I thought.

Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Oh, shit! I'm not dreaming! There's something wrong with the dark. Something's not right! What's going on? What's going on?

My wife is already up and taking a shower and the children are still sleeping upstairs. So I slowly turn right to see the closet with the mirror on it. My head turns at a strange angle and everything seems small in size.

There is a beast with pointed tips and teeth that will make the foreign Queen Xenomorph curl up in the mirror.

I don't move and the scaly monster looks at me. His split yellow/green eyes look me in the eye, and he's ready to jump on me and take my life.

After a while, my wife yells at me, "It's late, you haven't made breakfast yet?"

I look at the door of the stairs and I see in the corner that the Beast has turned his head towards the door and is still looking at my eyes.

I make a very slow movement with my hand and the Beast also moves its limb at the same rate as me.

I turn my head and she turns her head. I open my mouth with fear and the reptile opens its jaws revealing rows of razor blade teeth and a long long tongue ending in a Y. The tongue is pink.

I raise my hand, he raises his hand.

I look up, he looks up.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA HA HAAA IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

The Beast was me looking in the mirror!

I still see myself growing. And a horrible fact awaits me. I have to get out before I get stuck here!

Otherwise, I risk destroying the house with the family inside. Everything could fall apart on me.

So I get out of bed, and, clumsily on all fours, I leave the room making as little noise as possible with my claws. I'll look at myself later because it's an emergency.