"Congrats on becoming the main character!" My voice calls out in Mike's head.

Mike instantly sits up in bed. "Excuse me? Main character?"

"Yes, Mike Byrne, you are the main character of the story I am narrating." I say.

Mike shakes his head. "This has to be a mistake. My name isn't even Mike, I'm Steven." He puts his hands on his head, rubbing his face. "Maybe it's a dream, normal people don't hear voices in their heads."

"That's because you're not normal, Mike. You're the main character. You always have been, but you didn't progress according to the story line. That's why I'm here!"

He stumbles out of bed and rushes in front of the mirror. "No, see, I'm still Steven. Who even are you?"

"I'm the narrator, I told you so." It seems like Mike is confused, he needs some help getting on track. "And as the narrator, I'm responsible for telling the story. The story you're supposed to act out. So you best get going!"

Mike mutters something under his breath. "How many times do I need say I'm Steven to this trash narrator."

"As the narrator I can hear whatever you mutter, Mike."

He grumbles as he heads downstairs.

"Good morning, Mike! Breakfast is almost ready." Mike's mother announces.

Mike frowns. "This is ridiculous. I don't even look like the person in these pictures." He points at the family photo's hanging on the wall. It's Mike and his mother last year during Christmas.

"What are you talking about Mike? It's you." I appear in his head once again.

"How does he even come close to me? He has black hair, mine is brown!" Mike holds his black hair to show off.

... "It's black, Mike." Has the main character lost his mind? Is that why it all went wrong?

Mike rushes out of the house, leaving behind his breakfast. "I will prove to you that I'm not Mike."

"And how would you do that..?" I ask Mike.

He looks around the city, smiling to himself. "By finding the actual main character." There is no doubt about it, the main character has gone crazy. And it's my job to narrate it all.