One of the first scary movies I had ever seen was The Amityville Horror. After I saw the film, I went ballistic. I read everything about the place. I even read High Hopes, which is a pretty rare book to find these days. Anyway, Lutz woke up every night at 3:15. He heard voices inside of his head to kill his kids, chop wood, go to the basement and find the red room. He heard the devil.
Since quitting smoking, I don't see Josie, the red-eyed pig. I wake up and head to the fridge. In the fridge is cheese. Fucking-A, I bought alot of cheese at the last trip to the market. Cheese from Italy, France and even Cali, I think. The devil tobacco forces me to look in the damn fridge at about 3:15 every night. It has turned into my red room in the basement. The red room grows in my stomach. There is no escape.