In our heads.
Ivan looked over at the clock above the conveyor belts.
5:30.Time to go home.Ivan felt a bit better as he started to leave, he didn't really hate his job, it had just gotten...boring.After all, checking the metals that went by on the conveyor belts for impurities got a little tedious after 5 years.Ivan was good at his job, only 2 impurities had ever gotten past him, and the daily quota for his line was always met.On the way home, Ivan noticed a car wreck, one car was curled around a tree, another was upside down with a body hanging out.When he looked away, his head began to throb for about 10 minutes.But this was a weird type of throb...like...something was drilling into his mind.He got home and put the headphones to his ipod on, he felt like this was just what he needed, some nice, soothing classical music...but as soon as he turned it on, "It's in our heads" from Starving Fido began to play.He hated music like this, Loud, growling heavy metal.He looked down, and his ipod had turned off...Strange..The music was still playing...He took the headphones off, poured himself some scotch and watched some tv.At about 10:45 he went to bed.Right before he went to bed, he thought he heard someone say "Hello.", but didn't see anyone.So he climbed into bed, and drifted off to sleep.He was awoken at 2 hour intervals, by a man in his dream screaming "HELLO." so loud his ears would ache.When he got to work the next day, he manned the fourth conveyor belt, and "It's in our head's" by Starving Fido played over the intercom.He went to request a change of music, but when he did he got a strange look.They weren't playing any music.He went back to the conveyor belt, and heard the manager say "Ivan Locke, report to the managers office on your next break."He took his break then, and the manager was with the CEO of the company.They were considering hiring him as the Main Supervisor.The previous one fell into one of the melting vats while yelling at an employee.He heard a voice in his heard start humming, and talking about different things, nuclear physics, math and all kinds of things.He screamed "SHUT UP!" at the voice, accidentally interrupting the CEO.Who stood there, Mouth wide open.Ivan apologised profusely, and said he wasn't feeling alright today.The voices, the song.It didn't stop.Every day the voice would talk, and everywhere he went the song was blasting.One day, on his way home from work, he went to the highes bridge he could think of in the downtown area of his city, about 75 feet in the air.He stood leaning over the railing, the voice in his head screaming "Don't do it!!" over and over.He leapt over the railing, and landed with a sickening THUD.It hurt.Alot.Alot more than what he originally anticipated.As the dark began to set in, he heard the voice say "Great.Now I have to start all over again!"
"It's in our heads" by Starving Fido began to play.
Ivan looked over at the clock above the conveyor belts.
5:30.Time to go home.Ivan felt a bit better as he started to leave, he didn't really hate his job, it had just gotten...boring.After all, checking the metals that went by on the conveyor belts for impurities got a little tedious after 5 years.Ivan was good at his job, only 2 impurities had ever gotten past him, and the daily quota for his line was always met.On the way home, Ivan noticed a car wreck, one car was curled around a tree, another was upside down with a body hanging out.When he looked away, his head began to throb for about 10 minutes.But this was a weird type of throb...like...something was drilling into his mind.He got home and put the headphones to his ipod on, he felt like this was just what he needed, some nice, soothing classical music...but as soon as he turned it on, "It's in our heads" from Starving Fido began to play.He hated music like this, Loud, growling heavy metal.He looked down, and his ipod had turned off...Strange..The music was still playing...He took the headphones off, poured himself some scotch and watched some tv.At about 10:45 he went to bed.Right before he went to bed, he thought he heard someone say "Hello.", but didn't see anyone.So he climbed into bed, and drifted off to sleep.He was awoken at 2 hour intervals, by a man in his dream screaming "HELLO." so loud his ears would ache.When he got to work the next day, he manned the fourth conveyor belt, and "It's in our head's" by Starving Fido played over the intercom.He went to request a change of music, but when he did he got a strange look.They weren't playing any music.He went back to the conveyor belt, and heard the manager say "Ivan Locke, report to the managers office on your next break."He took his break then, and the manager was with the CEO of the company.They were considering hiring him as the Main Supervisor.The previous one fell into one of the melting vats while yelling at an employee.He heard a voice in his heard start humming, and talking about different things, nuclear physics, math and all kinds of things.He screamed "SHUT UP!" at the voice, accidentally interrupting the CEO.Who stood there, Mouth wide open.Ivan apologised profusely, and said he wasn't feeling alright today.The voices, the song.It didn't stop.Every day the voice would talk, and everywhere he went the song was blasting.One day, on his way home from work, he went to the highes bridge he could think of in the downtown area of his city, about 75 feet in the air.He stood leaning over the railing, the voice in his head screaming "Don't do it!!" over and over.He leapt over the railing, and landed with a sickening THUD.It hurt.Alot.Alot more than what he originally anticipated.As the dark began to set in, he heard the voice say "Great.Now I have to start all over again!"
"It's in our heads" by Starving Fido began to play.
