The Ringing in my Head

Ugggh, this ringing in my head just wont go away. Lately I have been having these bad migraines. Unsure of the cause I decided a doctor visit was the best choice. I don't know what caused them to start, honestly I don't even remember anything I did last week. Sitting in the doctors waiting room, I grip my forehead as the pulsing ringing vibrates in my skull, like a thousand bells are being rung in the Notre Dame tower of my head. Every sound that emits from the room. The clocks tick, tick, tick, tick, pulses in sync with the pain erupting from my temples. I grip my forehead tighter, grinding my teeth trying to fight off the feeling of nails piercing through my skull.

I sudden feeling of relief fills me as I hear the secretary tell me "The doctor will see you now". I was finally free of this brain tumor inducing room of death metal and make my way down the hall to the doctors office. The door was slightly cracked, and the sounds of slight whispers seeped from the door. I peek into the room and it looked like the doctor was examining someone, his arms outstretched like he was feeling someones face. I knock on the door and his head turns to me, he is a younger man, roughly close to my age of 30, physically fit with a chiseled face and jaw, his jet black hair sleeked with a jelled shine to it. He signals me to enter and I sit in the chair before him. He looks at the papers I handed him. He starts feeling my temples running his fingers around my skull while asking me "How long have you had these headaches?" I shrug telling him how I can't really remember when they started. He claims the headaches could be causing memory loss as he pulls out a light shining them in my eyes. He whispers to himself as he continues to examine me. A few moments pass when there's a sudden knock on the door. the doctor and I turn our heads facing the door. What walked through that door left me in complete shock, and total horror.

I watched as I saw, myself walk through that door. I leap from my chair gasping for breath, the doctor not even noticing my panic, in fact, the doctor didn't notice me at all. It was like I wasn't even there anymore. Pinning back to the wall, as I watch the doctor examine my carbon copy. The doctor was asking questions about my health, sex life, social life. My copy proceeds to tell him how he just recently met a woman named Marie and things have been pretty intimate with them. The doctor pauses and looks up from his papers "so I assume its going pretty well" he responds "yeah, she decided to leave her abusive husband, and its been great" I responded with a dazed smile on my face. I feel a slight flash of memory as I see the face of a women I met at a club. Images of music, lights, dancing, and kissing fly through my mind. "interesting, my wife's name was Marie" he whispers to himself as he closes his papers. The Doctor tells me that I'm quite healthy and there is no need for anymore examination. I watch myself stand and turn to the door. The doctor suddenly swing a hammer he kept in his doctors kit and swings it over the back of my head smashing the skull to bits, blood pours to the ground as brain oozes from the back of my head. I shriek in fear as i watch my lifeless body drop to the floor. I'm frozen solid as I watched myself be murdered by the very man who was just examining me. I flip yelling "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU" but no response. I watch as he grabs the lifeless body and drags it to the empty cabinet as he stuffs it inside throwing his bloodied lab coat in with it. He wipes the blood from his face and glasses as he tosses it into the quarantine bin. I watch as he reaches into his bag pulling out a lock and locks the door to the cabinet. I stand in front of him to try and stop him from leaving, but my attempt fails as he passes through me. I begin to feel sick to my stomach when the realization of my situation comes to light. My breath is heavy as i try to get my thoughts straight. Suddenly, there's a knock in on the door. I quickly turn around and my eyes widen, as i see, myself once again. I slowly turn to the cabinet which is now unlocked. I slowly open it, to find, that it is now empty and the stream that led from my coffin to the puddle of crimson on the floor has now vanished. I slowly turn to find the doctor giving the same examination as before, but this time, he has a grizzly smile across his face.