And suddenly my brain, my entire skull became twice as heavy as it once was, increasing in weight with every passing second. There was a great pressure in my face and on my lower jaw, and everything wanted to collapse forward towards my chest. I had to tilt my head back a certain angle to balance the weight.
By now a crowd was gathering. Someone gained the courage to speak up.
"Why are you staring at the ceiling like that? There's nothing up there, we don't know what you're...what...what's wrong?"
"Nothings wrong".
"Oh ok."
"Nothings wrong."
"Alright."
"Nothings wrong. Nothings wrong. Nothings wrong. Nothings wrong. Nothings wrong..."
By now they were starting to back away.
