Voices In My Head

Episode 1 Voices In My Head

Imagine you're in a room.

There's nothing but you and a table.

You're sitting in a wooden, western style chair.

You don't know how you got there; all you remember is reading a piece of paper telling you what to do.

OK, let's get back to that table.

What's on the table?

I got it! There is a red pill and a blue pill.

If you take the red one, you will die if you ta- (the voice in your head is interrupted as you automatically take the red pill.)

You fall back on the chair, as you are dead.

"What happened?!" You ask yourself.

Yep, you died. And how are you still reading this? I do not know.

I am but a voice in your head.

...

...

Wait, if I'm a voice in your head, then how am I talking if you're dead?

Ooh! That rhymed! I am so cool.

You get up and realize you're indeed not dead, and come to a conclusion that you were merely drugged.

"Oh! Thank god I'm not dead!"

I can say so! If you died I couldn't have lived. I am only here because of you. And that is why you are seeing and doing everything I do.

"Well, well. Does that mean I can make you go away?"

Well, why would you want to do that? I am the reason you're not dead.

"How are you the reason I'm not dead?"

I could've made the pill much more potent and deadly. And that is how I saved you.

"Well, if you could have made the pill more potent and deadly, them why did you not?"

Oh. *Shrugs*. This is so like you. We're running around in circles now.

"Running around in circles? How could I do that when I'm sitting down in a chair?"

Well you're not; you're running track as we converse. You're trying to get your mind off the pain you're enduring.

"Ah! My body is screaming at me! It hurts!"

Yes, I suppose so.

"Make it stop!"

How can I make it stop?! I am but a voice in your head. You can stop your own self.

"I suppose I can."

Someone walks in with a laundry basket. It is the boy's mom.

"What are you doing Jack?" She looks at him in confusion. "I heard you talking to yourself, are you alright dear?"

The boy springs up, "I'm fine mom. It's just, there's this voice in my head. I'm scared."

The mom looks at him in anger. "I told you there is no such thing as a conscious!" The mother picks the boy and throws him out the open window.

"AHH!" But right before he hit the ground a voice, a distance sound of an English accent voice said, "There is such thing as a conscious, and you should be scared..."

This is the first part of Voices in My Head. Stay tuned. Until next time, listen to your conscious.