The Couch.

He woke on the living room couch. Groggily he sat up, wondering what just happened.

“akjo erhe erjoppe paassaf?” Came a strange voice from behind him.

Whizzing around, he saw a man standing in his house.

“Who the fuck are you?” Frank shouted.

“Freeop gas Tasicarth.” The man replied.

“What?” Frank replied confused.

“Oh sorry, I thought you might speak Dakruzarian.” The stranger replied, “My name is Tasicarth, call me Tas.”

“What are you doing in my house Tas?” he asked with growing impatience.

“Discovering you, of course.” Tas replied.

“I’m sorry?” Frank replied bewildered.

“You are Franklin Williamson aren’t you?” Tas asked.

“Yes…”

“Well I don’t see why you don’t…” Tas trailed off, “Oh no, he never told you did he?”

“Tell me what?”