Daniel was intrigued. He usually didn’t usually do anything out of the ordinay. In fact, he was very proud of just how ordinary he was. Every day he woke up at precisely seven thirty, and got ready for work. He enjoyed his work too. Nothing strange about his job, as he was an accountant. It made sense to him, and he enjoyed that. The frame of his life was well set, and he didn’t feel anything changing in the near future. He was proud of himself for getting in line. Their had been a lot of challenges, that’s how the lady allways put it so he did too. But he had overcome them.

Sometimes when he would stay up later the he ought to, Daniel heard them again. He couldn’t make out what were saying, but he knew it was them. And he felt like they needed him.

But they are not real, Daniel thought. Not real at all. He had spent half his lifetime trying to get rid of them, and now that he had, he wasn’t going to go back. Because they are not real.

But it was hard for him to deny the image at the foot of his bed.