The knock jolted him, soft-slit eyes glancing at the door which looked to be a mile from where he was. The walls caved in around him, giant grins speckled against the wallpaper. Laughing. They were all laughing. The knock sounded again and he shook his head only to have that jackhammer driving against his skull even harder.
There were nameless, faceless beings hoovering over him, poking with sticks---no not sticks---metal spears! They jabbed, that laughter circling him around and around until he couldn't stand it anymore and he curled into a ball screaming, his hands covering his ears.