Thanks to the following linklies for their reviews:
ArxSerpens, Lovepuff, anonymous, and Monkey From Beyond The Moon.
Hehehe. I am posting two chapters at once because they're each too short to be alone, but they have to be separated, or else they fight.
Look at me any way you want, haha. Oh well. Enjoy!


Sound Witch Experience Chamber

It was on the way to the science building when the hallucinations finally clicked. I heard the sound first, a repeated clacking of something against something. And then I saw the sound- I saw it. Large orange stones striking each other. As I got closer to the doors, I saw that a woman had exited with a rolling suitcase, the wheels jutting over the brick sidewalk. The vision stayed with me for a while, those orange stones clacking in my head.

It started a long time ago, when I used to lie in my bedroom with the lights off and the radio on. There was a song, a horrible pop conglomeration that repeated over and over without meaning or depth. Something about love, contrived love. The girl's voice was dismissible, but one of the synth sounds in the background burst out from the dismal melody. It was a silver ball of spikes, breathing in and out, expanding and contracting against a dark blue void. Since then, I've seen every sound I've heard.

ZZZZZ?

Johnny watched the screen. The swirling shapes pulsed and dived to the music. The Sound Witch caption glowed faintly at waist height. He had chosen this room because it blasted the senses he cared to perceive; there was music, there were pictures. He waited for it all to short-circuit his brain. He felt his insides twitching and burning.

The screen flashed. Johnny looked up.

MOVE!

Woah, that's subtle, he muttered. The words appeared every half second or so, strobe lighting the room to the music. Johnny felt the edges of his eyelids convulsing. The speakers in the corners of the room were shaking. Yeah, I'll move. Mmmyep.