/If given the choice, would you trust people that tell bad lies, or thoughts that tell worse lies?/ A few days had passed since Tony first heard the voice, and he was incredibly scared. In that time, there were a few other instances where it spoke to him. At first, it only said his name, calling to him from nowhere at all, but after a little while, it began to say other things to him. Before long, it had started to tell him to do things. Once, at work, it tried to tell him that all the tables were crooked, when they were all perfectly fine. Still, he spent a little time trying to fix it, giving up when he saw there was nothing he could do. The voice continued to order him around, and he began to get frustrated with it. One morning, he was heading to the cafe, when the voice began speaking again. /Look up/, it said. Tony ignored it, annoyed. ‘Go away,’ he thought back, but it kept talking. /Look up, look up./ He sighed and looked up, expecting there to be nothing. ‘This is ridiculous. What could possibly be up there?’ There was something in the sky. It looked small and distant, like it was far up in the air, but it was there alright. It only looked like a speck, perhaps a plane. Tony shrugged it off and continued on his way, but the voice never stopped speaking. /Look up… Look up… Look up…/ It repeated as he walked. ‘Shut up, shut up, shut up!’ He thought in response, but it didn’t stop, not until he finally got to the cafe. He sighed with relief and got to work, glad the voice had stopped bothering him.
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