~Much better,~ the voice said as he stepped out of the shower. Albert flinched, having thought it had gone away. He stepped to the mirror, staring, wondering if he could see some sign of his inner madness in his face. ~And stop being silly. You’re not going insane.~
“I’m hearing voices in my head,” he growled, trying to keep a firm grip on reality. “If that isn’t a sign that I’m ready for the nuthouse, I don’t know what is.”
~Do you think you’re the first person this has happened to? Quit being so dramatic, and listen to me!~
“No!” he shouted, losing his temper for good and all. His stomach twitched with a harsh cramp, and he doubled over in pain, his hands splayed flat on the countertop. “I’m not going to listen to any f*****g voices in my head! I’m going to drive to the hospital and c
