The time has come to tell of of these days;oh you know of them,those days you say to yourself,what in the world??!!!

     John Collins,is a research scientist,and part of his day consists of pure speculation,no more no less,on this particular  day, curiosity got the better of him. "Man this day is just dragging!" "Yeah I know what you mean", a voice sounded from behind the partition. Have any of you ever wondered if there was ever a day in history that no body was born or died on? What are you saying John? I was just thinking,if there was ever a day that no human being died or was born. I have to research this. 

        That night was the least restful of his entire life. Nightmare after nightmare plagued his dreams. One last dream was all too real.  Mister Collins the sinister sounding voice seemed to oooze out he sound of his name, "you worry about things that do not concern you;you must  purge these thoughts from your mind,you know not where they will take you." John was never as cold as he was at that moment,it was if a saber ran through him. What the hell? He could not go back to sleep at all that night.  John was noticibly agitated all morning,never had a dream affected him so. What the hell?!... Exactly... The word was felt more than heard. John was a mess, it showed through out the day. " Have you thought anymore about that question John?"  I have decided that I need to work on something else.  The topic just seemed so interesting.  Yeah well, it will have to stay that way for now at least.  John was plagued by unberable nightmares for the next six nights.  Never had he felt such fear and terror. All his dreams were of historical figures that had tried to conquer earth,or rule his kingdom savagely.  His dreams went  from Genghas Khan to Napoleon,to Stalin,Hitler,in every dream,he was the evil leader in question.  

    to be finished