A deep voice goes over the intercom in our ship. It comes from the main ship, far away deep in the galexy of Confusion. "Good morning ship dwellers. Today we are going to start the journy to the core of the mind. Today we are in section Confusion. So if you get confused or dejavu, please report to the ship doctor to get anti insanity pills. And for you stronger ones, please refrain from attacking the guards. We need all of you to repair the mind's core!" A small line of dings and blongs follow, ending the report.
"Layer of Confusion? Does that mean we finally reached the mind?" Everyone whispers. I stand alone. Why the hell are they in my mind? How the hell am I on a ship in my mind going to fix my mind? I am rather bombuzzaled. My beloved friend, a tall skinny boy named Derp, wanders up. His real name is Derek, but I call him Derp.
"Mystery. The layer of confusion... Its gonna be a big step to saving your mind eh?" He says in his canadain accent.
"I don't care about my mind. It is fine being insane as it is. It suits me. Like my mask." I respond harshly, fingering the fake skin over my true face. Damn that fake grin. I will never be able to remove it knowing me.
"Mystery! You need your mind fixed. You are a mental case. You know it. I mean, you have no friends asid-"
"I have you and Gabby and Chase and Eva. So don't say I do not have friends." I say, cutting him off.
"That's what I was GOING to say. But fine. Be rude. We are all trying to help." Derp says gentely, but as normal, his voice makes me want to pee.
"I don't need help! I need to go up to my deck and fly us outta here. At least in the Layer of Confusion it isn't that bad. Wait till we get to the Layer of Depression." I say, swagging myself up to the commanders deck. Of course, I can't fly it. It is opperated by the main ship. I am useless aside programming my body.
"Lalalalalala fuuuuuck this shiiiip~" I sing at the top of my lungs as I walk around in circles on the metal corridors. Nobody hears, nobody cares. Even in my own MIND I am a loser. Sheesh, talk about harsh. People zoom past, their faces the same. I know I am confused, I always am. Even when I know what I am talking about I am confused. Even when I dated Wheatly, Jake, I was confused with his messages. Somedays I will never know what went wrong. I will remain confused.
The voice comes on again. "We have reached the center of confusion. All ships activate Confusion Remover." The ships shake roughtly, then glow blue. Everyone freezes. But me. I can still wander and watch people vanish. Its funny just to fart in their faces, but I am too good to do that. The glowing halts and everyone goes back. The dings and blongs follow. It was like it never happened. But I return to my cell and lock up. Time for my body to wake up and start the day. With less confusion.