Then a flicker of movement caught my eye... what was it? I glanced upwards again. The woman on my poster was peeling off, gaining volume and filling out into three dimensions as she did so.

"HOLY ZEUS!" I shrieked.

"I am an alien being that has been living above your bed for six weeks, Funkatron."

"What do you want?" I said.

"I WANT TO GET FUNKY!" it said.

Then disco lights shot out of the walls and the floor lit up. And we partied the night away.