Injung Ahn
Mason 7
                        Noises
“Ring! Ring!”
The disturbing noise echoed through my brain like a sonar echolocation. It rattled my ears and my brain recoiled from the encounter. I shut my ears to block the noise but for naught. The noise travelled through my hands like light through a window. I couldn’t do anything about it. I tentatively opened my eyes. Light flooded them and I winced. I felt the warmth of my blanket and bed cover me while I contemplated where the noise was coming from. I saw it the face of my tormenter: the ringing device on the dresser. I fumbled as I stuck my leg out of the covers, but recoiled because a breeze of subzero air struck my leg. I quickly put my leg back in the covers and reviewed my situation. How I thought to myself could I get to the device and disarm it without allowing myself to feel the evil cold. My brain raced to find the solution as if I thought the device would explode in the next 5 minutes. I reached out quickly grabbed the device and pushed a couple buttons. The evil tool stopped and I sighed relieved. I threw it on the ground and enveloped myself in the warm covers of my bed. Suddenly, I was taken back to the dream world and felt myself slip from consciousness. 


Dozens of thoughts swirled through my mind as i fell into a trance. I felt as though I was trying to catch soap bubbles directing my attention to another fragment of my memory as they faded and i moved on to the next. 


Approximately 25 minutes pass and then the same disturbance occurs.
“AAAARGHHH” I yelled indignation.