We talked to little Daybit Sem Void this afternoon and he told us about the Angels who came to visit him a while ago. According to him, they were tall and as bright as a newly-changed light bulb, with one being exceptionally shrouded in darkness and emitted a sound which he could only described as a muted scream. Apparently, they had a fondness for donuts, especially chocolate-covered donuts with sprinkles on top. Failure to offer them donuts, said Daybit, would result in them taking a drastic and surprising action. The boy mumbles, “I guess that’s why they took me and Dad away. We didn’t gave them donuts when they visited us.” And yet, he was the only one to return. Perhaps the Angels thought his father knew about the secret recipe of the donuts and decided to keep him as their personal baker. There are things in this universe that we have yet to understand, and we should be grateful that we will never understand.

Speaking of little Daybit, it has come to our attention that we didn’t have any recollection on our first meeting with him. There has never been a “Daybit Sem Void” as far as we can remember, and yet we talked as if we were friends. And what about the two human-shaped burn marks on the floor We are familiar with cases of spontaneous human combustion, but we didn’t hear the fire alarms went off. Must’ve been a prank by the janitors. If they want a wage raise, they should’ve done it in a more festive, elaborate ways than a highschooler-grade scare tactic. People these days really lack the imagination, we tell you.