There is a god in your living room. Ghost, as he refers to himself; is staring at your TV in complete confusion. The news channel is on and currently spouting whatever nonsense, and he seems completely bewildered by it. Which, in the context of this situation is reasonable, but still, you cannot get your mind around it.

3 hours ago, you’d heard a thump in your backyard. You’d thought, initially, it was someone leaping the fence into your yard. But upon further inspection, all you found was him in a heap on the ground. He was quick to explain who… what he was. Or, rather rant about it.

Gods had always been a figment of imagination. Yes, people worshipped them. And yes, you had always believed there was something to it; but to actually have one inside your home on a Sunday afternoon is surreal. He looks so… normal. Maybe it’s just because his ‘natural’ form isn’t possible in the human realm, but it still makes no sense.

Maybe it never will.

“So, you say this thing is… what did you call it, electronic?” he asks, finally pulling his gaze away from the TV and to you, where you are standing off to the side and watching him with the same sort of confusion.