It all started with whispering, too soft for you to make sense of. Sometimes it'll call your name or remind you of something you'll need to do. The voice soon got clearer and you realise it's a man because of his deep voice. You don't know his name so you gave him one. You call him Adam. No one else hears him, he's the little voice at the back of your head. He usually narrates your life, making small comments on what you are doing. If you're sad, he'll comfort you. He sounds like he's in his late 20's or early 30's. You talk to your therapist about it and your therapist is highly concerned. But as long as he's not hurting you, just let him be...right?

Adam never really told you where he came from or how he got to you. But he has expressed his surprise to you on how you can hear him. He said he remembers dying in a cold dark room, but he can't remember what his life was before he died. You don't know who Adam is, or what, he is.

You have dreams of yourself in a valley. And there is always a tall man wearing an all black suit and a hat. But his face is blurred. You realise that's Adam in your dreams and you sometimes talk to him in your dreams. But his face is always blurred.

You are 19 and just finishing up college. You were in the library, quietly catching up on some notes. You then heard a familiar voice in your head speak.

"Careful, move to your left." Adam whispers to you.

Before you can even answer a book falls and bonks your head, making you wince.

"I told you to move." Adam murmurs softly, the sound echoes in your head.