"Move it a little bit to the left. Steady. Okay, perfect."
Aether and I are designing the decorations for the new department's welcoming party.
As the new head, Micah is so busy I don't even know where the brat is.
"She's out there at the art supply if you're looking for Wife No. 2," Rick said, noticing me stretching my neck like a giraffe.
"I'm not looking for her, Rick. I forgot where I'd placed the cutter so I could stab you," I replied, still looking for the misplaced cutter so I could open the box of confetti and papers.
"Someone just admitted he has a second wife," Bamboo snickered. "Wifezilla is behind you; be careful"
I looked behind and sighed. "Aether, don't listen to these idiots. I'm contented and happy being single at the moment"
"Really, Mister? I think I just heard you back in the Philippines saying you have a crush on blumbbubububub - let go of my mouth, you old geezer! I'll bite you!" I covered Arthur's mouth while he kept on struggling and flashed a smile at Aether.
"It's okay," Aether replied, her face visibly turning a bit red "The old geezer probably doesn't even know the concept of being in a relationship"
Of course, I know how it works! Let me tell you, I have a crush on --, hold on. Why would I tell you that?
"Suit yourselves," I said, finally letting Arthur go "We need this finished tonight, so you guys better go back to work"
—
"To the new Arts Department!"
"Hooray!"
Everyone was in a jolly mood. Before, we had to outsource our props and costumes, but with the new department, we can now focus on other tasks internally instead of switching between our previous outsources.
"Brat, go to the stage and say something. Stop crying." I pushed Micah on the stage. Representatives from our clients were clapping for her, and Starlink's representative was her father.
"That's my daughter over there." Mr. Lopez was going around, tapping people on the shoulder, shaking their hands, and doing his best to show off.
The six of us, sitting around a table, drinking wine, are all holding our laughter as Micah is clearly embarrassed by her father.
"First of all, I would like to say thank you to everyone for coming here. Second, I would like to apologize for my father causing a ruckus," Micah started her speech, "but I would like to thank him for letting me intern at this Studio. It has been bumpy, but I'm glad I made it this far. I want to thank my mentor and everyone who has been a part of my journey up to this point. Thank you, really"
Everyone was clapping. All of a sudden, though, my head started spinning, and my hands started shaking. I tried to stand up but failed to do so. I managed to grab the tablecloth before I fell, which caused all the silverware and glassware to fall along with me, making a huge mess on the floor.
Clang!
Everyone turned their heads in my direction, and before I lost consciousness, I saw two creatures, a snow fox and a white cat, racing towards me.
—
"His vitals are okay. His PET scan shows something else, though. He might have severe anxiety," Dr Holland said, as he showed two different scan results.
"This is normal brain activity. His scans, though, show decreased brain activity, which can be caused by anxiety. Even though these are just scans, we still need to ask the patient a few questions to diagnose him fully." Dr. Holland was visibly confused as he looked at the cramped room full of people.
Aether cried. Micah's nose was red, and the rest of the gang, Rick, Arthur, Susan, and Bamboo, all wore sad faces. Mom is currently beside me, holding my hand.
"Son? Please wake up. You still haven't paid for the oven range, you know? You should have paid it in cash instead of doing installments," Mom said jokingly, unknowingly, with tears in her eyes.
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I am in space. For some reason, the black swirl is bigger than before, and the white blobs have become smaller. The swirl is also spinning faster.
"What's that? Why am I in space?"
"This is not space. It's a special space within you. The black swirl represents your thoughts, " a voice suddenly said.
"Who?!" I yelped, and I turned around. "Who's there?! Show yourself!"
"I'm you. We are one and the same," the voice in my head replied.
"Show yourself then," I said, still looking around.
"I can't. I'm just a voice. I'm a thought in your head. I'm you, you're me. That's it." he replied.
"Well, how can we hold a conversation then, genius?"
"You have to ask yourself that. The answer is within you"
The answer is within you.
YOU ARE READING
Unending Nightmares
De Todo"Unending Nightmares" is a story where the main character suffers from nightmares and dreams he cannot explain. This changes, though, when his nightmares become reality.
