The white spotted dog that was actually a manic diety followed her to the store and to the laundromat but brushed off its existence by being invisible. But lo she glimpsed at Klog the dalmatian and when she saw him and froze he yapped at her while he shook his thin tail playfully. Emily was frightened and he responded by sitting down on the sidewalk and yapping a few more times. He pushed into her mind and made her think: I might be a dog, but you are hard to please. Why not popcorn? Oh yeah I'm in your head.

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Emily shook her head. This is crazy, she thought. She assumed that she was hearing things. That was only an ordinary dog. He could not really do anything to her, or speak. She took a deep breath and quickly turned away. She tried not to even glance in that direction for the longest time after that, not even for a moment.

Emily would continue on with her day after that. She still had more to do. She could feel that dog following her, but she did her best not to let it get to her. The same went with whatever voice she was hearing in her head. She resisted. She was still nervous, etc. In truth, she was not being hard to please. She just wanted to be left alone. She was a girl who usually kept to herself, and for a reason.

Emily did not see the signs. He understood she thought she was a little off keel the way she was thinking. Klog felt like he was wrong to do it but something had to be done to make her finally aware a diety thought she could be its bride. He was planning on creating a thunder clap but then he went half blind and changed from a dog into a woman.

He took a minute for Klog to regenerate his physical vision and then he was stricken with anxiety. There was a headache in him, and he felt nervous and mad. Humans compared high levels of anxiety to being in hell. Boy, did he have a tale to tell them. Emily was steadily moving down the street. In a pair of light washed denim jeans and a sweater he ran to her and grabbed her shoulder and put his cards on the table.

"I am Klog. I am a deity and I've seen you and I can feel you. I do wonder if you are strong willed enough to be my wife so that my power--" and he stopped in the middle of his sentence because he could no longer think. He stared into her eyes. Then, he could talk again. "I need for you to get along with me Emily."

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Emily gasped. She backed away. She nearly dropped her things. Her eyes had gone wide for a time. Then, she cleared her throat and finally spoke.
"I do not know who you are, lady. But, you must be insane!"

She moved away from them.
"I.....I do not like you like that. I prefer guys."
She ran off after that. She wanted to create some distance. It would appear that the deity had scared her off. He was a bit pushy as well. She hated those who got pushy like that.

The deity pursuing this shy woman knew that she lived in an apartment building. He would retreat for now, weary at her being so small acting. So, he left the form and receded into his mind to try and figure it out.

Inside of his astral mind he went over things. She did not like confectionery. She wasn't fond of nice, playful dogs. She stayed busy, and walked a mile everyday. So, what she did like was reading and obviously Emily was host to some type of personality problem; that was an assumption, so maybe not. Klog decided to go with what appeared to enlighten her. He begin to write a book.

He'd make it 500 pages. It was about a woman living life the way society instilled in her to do, but eventually escapes when she makes a deal with the devil and goes wild and ends when she's locked away in prison for armed robbery

Klog used every memory he knew she developed since she was in high school. Every pzge revolved around everything she ever knew, and how those things would have affected her. But in the book he spent ten minutes creating was a warning that when inside the realms of gods most of them would have their wives beheaded and their sons locked away for eternity if they exactly judged it was appropriate. He used time to travel the book upon her bed.

It was expertly written. The title was A Deal With An Odd Devil.

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Emily would return more books to the library quickly enough. She frowned when she saw the title of one particular book. She gasped when she saw what was written. She quickly put it back on the shelf. She was frightened now and practically ran from the library in the end. She tried not to look behind her.

She glanced around her a bit. She began to complain about a certain type of person.
"Who is doing this?! Why are they doing this?!"

She practically shouted. She had that fear in her eyes. She eventually looked behind her. She stopped in her tracks soon enough. She was panting hard. She was freaked out.

"Something is terribly wrong here. Voices.....strange dogs....that woman.....that guy....i....i...."
She fainted.