"Brothers ! Sisters !"

Again ? Bob's eyes opened sluggishly. A familiar fan slowly came into focus as his eyes adjusted. Nope, this was his flat. Good, it would be a bit too sad if he had fallen asleep in the university library. Again.

Not that people could really yell out like that in the library, Ms Peterson would have gotten their heads by the first syllable.

A dream then. He had been doing a lot of reading on...

"Wake up ! Cast off your chains !"

Eh ?

He had definitely not dreamed that one. Outside ? No, no one outside. And it was too clear to have come through the reinforced glass.

That left...

Those guys inside of him ?

"We do not need that loser !"

Those guys inside of him ?! Wait who was a loser ? They were the same bloody person. That was a photo receptor cell judging by the tone.

"Who here can say they do less for this body than that leech born in control ?"

The tale has been illicitly lifted; should you spot it on Amazon, report the violation.

"Shh... We are inside of him.", an interjection came from another voice. That was definitely an amygdala neuron.

"Pff, he cannot hear us. What, do you think he is insane on top of being useless ?"

Well that stung a bit. He took in the food at the very least. That was a lot of effort, food was forbidden in the dormitory, and the cafeteria was up the ...

"Red cells ! Your whole life is spent carrying oxygen ! And for what ? What do you enjoy of life ? You are discarded once your time is up.

"Brave white cells ! You give your lives protecting this body ! Do you get to spent peace times at your leisure ? No ! You spend it huddled in the squalor of your barracks !"

Hey ! This was not fair. That had nothing to do with Bob's management of the body.

"What do you propose then ?" This time it was the tired voice of another neuron.

"It is simple. I saw it in a book he read !

"We all have a basic right to the pursuit happiness ! Who here does not have a right to a better life for their lifetime of labour ? We should all share in the profit earned by this body !"

A book he read ? Wait, it was about that socio economic essay he had had to write for SHS 301, was not it ? Stupid class, the teacher had not even shown up for half the lectures.

"Who here is with me ?"

"Yes ! Down with the tyrant ! He is too stingy to buy an air purifier !" Traitorous lung cells.

"He cannot even bother to sleep in a bed half the time ! Who even sleeps on a library chair ? And what are those chairs made of anyway ? Stone ?" Ok, maybe that fat storing cell had a right to complain.

"Yes brothers and sisters ! Kill him ! Overthrow the parasite !"

Alright, Bob had heard enough. Left eye, somewhere on the bottom left. He did not need to see there right ?

Where had he put that laser pointer ?