The TV set was on when she appeared. Her face was stiff, mechanical, artificial. Her attitude was arrogant and unlikeable. So much so that someone in the crowd yelled at her to go back to where she came from. That’s when she exploded. She yelled so much that her skin kept stretching to make room for her ever-enlarging mouth. When it could stretch no more, it ripped exposing the green below. That’s when I knew that she was a reptilian. That’s when I knew I had to take precautions.
If the best way to fight fire is with fire, then the best way to fight a lizard is as a lizard. So the next morning I went shopping for a lizard mask. It wasn’t an easy task as there were so many kinds of lizards to choose from. Plus, Lizard Green doesn’t match well with my existing wardrobe. Nevertheless, it was a matter of survival and had to be done.
After carefully selecting a mask, I put it on and hit the streets not knowing what to expect. Most people walked by as if I didn’t exist. A few small children looked at me then tightly held on to their parents. Some even shrieked. Then there were those men in black who looked at me with suspicion…
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