...and the winner is...

I once had a dream about a boy and a girl. They were brother and sister and were the goth-iest kids to ever float the earth. They were also clothing designers and extremely competitive with each other. This is the story of how one of their competitions went scary. It began one day when the brother showed up with a shirt made out of something so black that other colors were repelled by it. Not wishing to be out done, the sister arrived the next day with a pair of cargo pants made out of something so black that any room she entered seemed to dim whilst she was in it. The brother realized that things had just been stepped up and decided to step things up himself. The next day he came around with a hoodie made out of “shadow.” This bothered some passers-by and a few people found it difficult to walk behind him as he strolled the streets. The following day brought rain and it also brought the sister with a raincoat made out of “just out of the corner of your eye.” People kept almost running into her as they couldn’t see her until they had nearly passed right by her. Brother sat confraculated for a while. Then you could see his eyes switch over as he had a moment of clarity rarely seen outside of 18th century Eastern European training manuals. On the morrow he made his mark on the day by unleashing onto the world his boots and hat made out of “cold chill running down your spine.” After some disastrous incidents at local barber, he was asked to change his garb. On his way to do so he heard a sound he had yet to hear before, but instantly knew what it was. His sister had completed the ultimate triumph for a young goth-y competitive clothing designer. She had successfully brought about a most fearful garment indeed. Lesser people went crazy or just shrieked themselves into unconsciousness when their eyes fell upon her. She ghosted her way down the boulevard clad in a hooded trench-cloak constructed entirely out of “nothingness.” Luckily for me my alarm went off wrenching me from this dream before I became one of those ill-fated whom had the unfortunance to have seen exactly what this looked like. This is a knowledge that I am TOTALLY ok with having never gained…