Sarsaparilla Alphabet #1

Essentially, you get a word, one for each letter, and write a story. Words were randomly chosen by Ryan. See the first one ever here.

A - ASPIRIN

One more, Brian thought to himself. This was the worst headache he'd ever had, and he'd had a migraine before. It feels like my brain is trying to escape. I wish I could open my skull and let it air out.

Closing the medicine cabinet, Brian looked up at the mirror, staring into his blood-shot eyes. The pain had been there for six days and he was on his third bottle of aspirin. The thought of going to the doctor hadn't seemed necessary, but he was beginning to change his mind. His eyes moved to his forehead and then to his hair, which was thinned out. Dad didn't go bald until his 40s, he complained. But then Brian noticed that his hair wasn't thinning out. It was spread out.

He stepped back. His head must have been twice the size it normally should be. Brian clutched at his head and he felt like a conehead. He called for his wife, but his pained shout was drowned out by a shrill shriek. The pain was unbearable. The ceiling crashed around him. He felt something grab into his shoulders and he was now in the air. His legs flailed. He went higher. His house was now smaller than his head, even when it was normal-sized. He managed to look up, despite the pain in his head and the daggers in his shoulders. Brian screamed.

Brian finally landed in a nest, one at least the size of a football field, except that it was perfectly round, like a cereal bowl. The milk came next – some sort of purple, mucous-like substance filled the bowl and Brian fell under and he choked for air. The pain was gone. Brian stood up. The sky was a brilliant blue, not a cloud in the sky. He was naked.

His hair was all gone or, rather, his head was so massive that it didn't matter how much hair he had. His head was perfectly ovular, but he didn't care. He couldn't feel it, nor could he feel what was gestating inside. A great, big thing landed on his head, but Brian didn't care. The sky was blue. He was going up there. He was going to be the only cloud.