"It's all in your head.", it said - over and over again - as a steady, constant loop...

Then, the whole screen went black - with the tiny, white, lowercase words in the middle:

' it's all in your head '.

The screen then slowly faded up to white, with baby blue bars at the top and the bottom, and a

big, black ball in the center of the screen - bouncing up and down...

A black line appeared across the center of the helmet, then a black line following the bouncing

ball - making a wave pattern that glided in front of Nolan Void's face...

He then saw light bulbs, and human brains...

He saw twitching pulse rate patterns and sporadic color bursts...

He saw a professor, or a teacher of some sort, writing long equations on a chalkboard in high

speed - filling it up from top to bottom...

There were people praying and worshipping, but they flashed across the screen so quickly that

they were almost subliminal...

Then, the screen faded to black and the music played on...

Slowly, a shot of an elderly blind man, with a cane, crossing the street at a crosswalk faded up...

Beneath the music, Nolan heard more speech...

"We'll all know the truth.", it said...

Then, superimposed on the old, blind man, we see another shot of the same man - but he's

dancing like Fred Astair, using his cane as a prop...

Then, the shot slowly faded to a big clock - high-speed - with it's arms whizzing around in

circles...

In the speakers, he heard birds chirping and wind blowing...

Then he saw the birds, on the limbs of trees, blowing in the wind...

Birds flying, birds nesting, birds feeding their young...

And all of the other sounds faded away - eventually leaving the sound of a single bird singing...

It was clear, and beautiful to Nolan...

He tried to consciously make it last.

-But he was way to fucked up to control his stream of thoughts...

The whistling bird was overshadowed by the roar of a jet engine...

The birds went away and Nolan saw an airplane flying towards, and over the screen.

It all turned into butterflies...

It all turned into fractals...

The sounds became feet stomping and hands clapping...

As the sounds and images whirled around his head - he sat there, utterly amazed...

He was creating it all...

It was all coming out of his head...