He was a busy man, he worked ten, twelve, or even more hours a day, six days a week. He would have worked seven days a week, but then his wife became all cranky and asking for attention. His head worked seven days a week, however, he was always thinking about work, on how to make more profits, on how to become a bigger firm. Because of this, he was no stranger to headaches.
After a particularly bad day, in which he had worked fourteen hours straight, not even stopping for lunch, he arrived home feeling an enormous pressure inside his head. His wife was waiting for him, with the dinner on the table, but he wasn't feeling like eating. He told her he was going straight to sleep, ignoring her worried stare. He slept soundly, as he hadn't done in years, but was awaken by a far worse headache. Getting out of bed, failing to find his slippers, he walked barefoot to the bathroom in search of something that would placate the pain. He didn't even turn on the light, until he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. His head had doubled in size, and kept growing as he stared. He was horrified, but he could not scream, he could not move, he was hypnotized by the sight of his enormous head. His eyelids became so swollen he could no longer see, he could only feel his head inflating like a ballon.
A loud explosion woke his wife up, she saw he wasn't sleeping by her side, so he went in his search. She didn't need to look long, though. As she turned on the bathroom light the vision of the beheaded body of her husband greeted her. She fainted almost immediately, yet, she had time enough to see his brains splattered all over the bathroom walls.
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