A distorted yell echoed in the room, making sound waves ripple in the air. Shelfs and books came crashing down, as a man who caused it rips at his hair.

"What is happening to me..." His voice cracks, as a strange robotic tone overcomes it.

Heart beating so fast, everything was a blurry mess. Shapes and figures were clogging his head, as he tries to make sense of this madness. Lost memories of that day were all a foggy cloud. Is someone suppose to save him? He felt like there should be someone busting down his door, ready to help him..

"Is anyone there..?"

"Please help me.."

He couldn't even cry.

Static grows louder and louder inside his head, the logical side was losing grip with reality. He fought the urge to slip into the noise, screaming and thrashing, pouding his fists on the floor, heavy breaths escape from his lips. The walls and ceilings were swaying and distorting, the static went haywire.

Poor Logic couldn't take it anymore. His body felt numb. No one was coming..

"What the hell is going on can someone tell me please?

Why im switching faster than the channels on TV..."

Maybe he was going insane. All the pressure from work, deadlines, staying up just a little bit to late. All the stress was tumbling down, crashing like waves in the ocean.

Was anyone going to help him? Did they even know? Was this all a dream? To many questions.. Not enough answers..

Logic was the one who made sense of anything, spitting facts about how the situation started. But right now he couldn't even think at all. A loud blaring static fills his head, drowning out anything else.

He strained to get up from the hard floor, and that simple act was so hard and frustrating to do. It's like his bones and muscles were made of concrete, while the floor seemed to sway like leaves in a breeze.

"Help.." Logic croaked out, his voice slowly becoming like a muffled noise.

What time was it? Was everyone already gone or asleep? Is this all just a torturing nightmare?

The smart trait crawled to the door, trying so hard to reach the knob, his fingers just centimeters away.

A wave of dizziness overcame him, the door was left unopen, as he collapses to the floor. A blurry blackness being the only thing he saw before drifting out of consciousness.

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