Flash Fiction Contest: Perfect Confusion

Someone was knocking at the door. Each tap echoed like a gong inside my mind. The rhythm was painfully hypnotic. The door opened and a shrill voice added a nauseating melody.

Who is this lady and why is she talking so loud?

I looked around and realized this was not my house. I pulled myself up and using the strange lady for balance, stumbled out the door before it slammed shut.

My eyes flew open. I rolled over and turned off the alarm. Each night the dream was the same but the song was different, mimicking whatever music was playing when the alarm went off. I was sure the dream meant something but what, I had no clue.

I hit the shower and turned my thoughts on what meetings I had that day. With my blackberry in hand I left for work. The day went as scheduled with no major mishaps. Riding home in my baby blue Audi TT I couldn't help but think that life was going pretty well. I caught a slight smile in the rear view.

I changed into my comfortable clothes as soon as I stepped in the door. As usual I sat on my overstuffed chair and snuggled into my soft clothes. My head fell back and my eyes closed.

My eyes flew open. The smell of urine made me gag. My body was sore and I was snuggled up to hard concrete. I looked at the street but had no clue where I was until I turned around. Behind me was the door.