The Short

I hear this strange buzzing sound in my head; not only buzzing, I think somebody is trying to say something. Must be aliens trying to communicate with me. Speak to me denizens of nowhere. Houston, you’d better be tracking this. Or is it the Pentagon.
Grandpa used to hear buzzing sounds in his head when he was a thousand years old; music sometimes and God. Thou shalt be sucked out of your body and sent to thy heavenly abode. I wonder if he has people to talk to there. Maybe God. Are thou ready to have’st thy supper (Yeah! If it’s not my last!).
Oh wait, wait. There are those voices again; and singing. Anytime now maybe a nymph will appear in my bedroom and do the mating dance. It's done naked, right? Ok, … … no nymph.
You know what, I might be clairvoyant. Maybe I am Haley Joel Osment and just don’t know it. If I light some candles and get the Ouija board out, they might speak up a bit or indicate (on the board, you know). Can ghosts actually spell? Oh right, they were people once; only now with a very bad sense of make-up.
Hey, the sounds in my head are gone.
“Dude, wake up! Did you sleep with your headphones on all night?”