A small girl and her mother, her hands filled with groceries, walk on the pavement. Suddenly the mother hears a bike, coming at her child with high speed! As quickly as she can, she drops her groceries and pulls her child away... just in time. The bike runs by it. Instead of yelling or getting mad, the mother looks absolutely dazzled.
People who walk by look at her face and wonder. Her daughter doesn't get it and she starts picking up the groceries, being properly raised and worrying about the candy among it.
Her mother just stares and mumbles softly: "That face..."

Yeah, that face. The face was not to forget. It was like a zombie, or worse. So worried; the eyes were showing weeks without any sleep; it looked like the boy hadn't eaten for weeks either.
All because of worries, because of thoughts without end.

The parents of this boy almost have lost all hope. The teachers cannot do anything about it; the boy isn't thinking about school, that's for sure. Otherwise his grades would not have been that low.
He has just turned into a zombie. He does not look at nice girls passing by, ignores free snacks even. All he does is thinking, pondering and almost breaking his head into two parts.

It happens every month. After a year or so, the parents have to accept it. Once a month, for a day, he is like this. It's like being a werewolf, but than it's a zombie.
The boy had worries in his head his father never had himself. Such a hard time as he seems to have is quite rare.

What is going on inside this boy's head? That's what we would have to know, if we ever want to solve this mystery.
So let's go! We enter the brain (well, it worked in: 'The Cell' didn't it?) and see his thoughts. We see strange titles passing by, but that is it. The boy is completely pre-occupied about this. All memories are locked up somewhere were they won't get into the way.
Idea's come flying by.
What about role-play-classes; my own typical description of all of them?
What about a talk show with role-players?
How about the story of a completely idiotic paladin?
After all those options reasons follow why it wouldn't work. Why it would not be interesting.
Suddenly a enthusiastic plan gets in his head; this could really work! A minute later he thinks: 'I did that last month'.
All his thoughts fly by. We see all kinds of fantasy- and rpg-creatures inside his head.
Chaotic gnomes, jumping on his brain as if it were a trampoline, Orcs, Humans, a Bard that plays a tune which seriously gets in the way of his thinking. Only... no Halflings. But they probably have hidden behind the brain or so, offering to take care of the jumping Gnomes' shoes and stealing them, probably.

Suddenly, all of them get sucked out of the head. The boy empties his head again. New thoughts get in. When we look outside again, he is peaceful once again, sitting before a computer. He looks at something before him, with: 'MEN WITH A MISSION' in big capitals on top of it.

It is a column he has written. Somehow he managed again. He quickly mails it to the webmaster he writes them for. As soon as his computer-screen says: 'Message send' he exhausted falls from his chair on the ground; his parents are used to finding him there once a month, when it's all over again.

And next day, all happy receivers gratefully read the column and happily dispose of them in their trashcan, not at all pestered by the feeling they should thank the writer or so, while another month goes by.

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