Announcer: This week on "Address Unknown"...

Man: I don't want to go there. It's the last place I'd want to end up. But that's where I always end up anyway. Only, it's not me talking to the pink Flamingo, but someone who looks the part down to the finest detail, except that he's evil. I'm hiding in the shadows, watching it all unfold.

[Breathing starts in the background]

Man: The Flamingo speaks, it can speak here. It says:

Flamingo: Nirs ah mo ten tan television. [Robot-type voice]

Man: That's "Mirrors are more fun than television." Somehow I know this, just don't ask me how.

[An evil laugh starts in the background]

Man: And I, not me, but my double, nods and smirks at this like it was their funniest thing in the world.

[A painful-sounding scream starts in the background]

Man: And then something goes wrong. And suddenly they know I'm there, hiding behind them and they both turn to look at me with cold eyes. And the Flamingo speaks again:

Flamingo: The Flesh of Fallen Angels. [Robot-type voice]

Man: I have no idea what that means.

[A long scream starts in the background]

Man: And, that's when I always wake up to my own scream, in that bright-lilied white hospital room, strapped to my bed.