At the very least I’ve been selected to save the world from evil.
First, when I turned my TV on Wednesday night, I found this image frozen on the screen for no discernable reason:
Then, last week I was in the mailroom ripping open a box of dental insurance booklets to distribute. This guy walked in while I was struggling with it and asked if he could help. At that moment, I wrestled it open and said “Nope, looks like I got it!” and then he said “Of course you did, you’re very powerful.” and smiled.
I have no idea who this guy was.
So I’m pretty sure I’m either starring in my own supernatural thriller, or I’m a prophet/superhero/savior. I’m still figuring out the details, but I think the island– that is, the world– communicates with me via the TV. I just hope I didn’t fail my first test by not going to find that creepy child and prevent her from sucking out her parents’ brains or something.