It started off like a whisper in my head. Just a little lower case sound. It sounded like a tiny hammer striking an anvil.
I thought at first that I was getting another one of those headaches from having my morning session in Romper Room.
Boom.
There it was again. This time a little closer, a little louder.
What the hell was it?
I hadn't been drinking so it was no hangover.
BOom.
Maybe I was coming down with the flu? That could be it. You know the kind that sneaks up on you but you nip it in the bud? Or so you thought because just when all your friends think you have some kind of immunity-- that you're immortal-- SLAM! You spend the next ten days with either you're head or your ass slung over the toilet.
BOOm.
It was getting louder.
Then I saw the hand.
It flashed in my mind for an instant. A beam of light slicing through blackness. Other beings float around the light, attracted, yet repulsed by the light.
Suddenly, a hand slowly rises up through the beam.
Great. Now I'm having some sort of LSD flashback. Pretty soon, the walls will begin to melt and I'll feel myself getting sucked through the floor.
Now a second hand lifts itself out of the blackness but this time my mind stays with the image. A head appears in the light. Its face contorted in agony. The arms claw at the light, fighting its way out of the pit.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The noise explodes in my brain and I suddenly I see it: a figure cloaked in darkness swinging an object-- a hammer. Suddenly, across an anvil sparks fly as red hot metal is twisted and bent into links of chain.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The pounding gets faster.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The figure swings the chains to the bottom of the pit below, wrapping around the escaping hands like twisted kite string.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
"Mike?"
Everything vanished and I saw Juliet standing in front of me.
"Huh?"
She stared at me like I was some idiot. "Day dream all you want but do it later. Your next class is waiting for you."
I opened the door and stepped into the dance space.
