Rebel

It would have been better if it had come in waves.

Sounds, sights, smells; all of them illusions and all of them terrifying.

"Note to self: never anger a wizard again."

Kyle knew there was no such thing as a wizard. He just didn't want to think that these kinds of things could happen naturally. He was preserving his own sanity.

Unfortunately, the only way to preserve his sanity he could think of was to talk to himself. He was never sure if it helped or not.

"Okay, mind, give me all you've got. I know I haven't got enough imagination to cause myself any harm."

He was wrong, as is to be expected of a man whose own mind had rebelled against him. He knew everything about himself, he just didn't really know it. He knew that as well.

"What's going on?"