I had an MRI recently.
I lay with my head secured in place, my feet cold and a sense of something... dread? I don't know.
I decided to concentrate on the task at hand. It would be noisy they said so they gave me those squishy earplugs and then a set of headphones where they would pipe some 'pop'.
My body was smoothly slid into place, with my head in the machine, and the techno grind started. It was industrial, rough, harsh but it had a beat. At first there was nothing on the headphones so I thought they had forgotten to start the music. Eventually the soft voice of Elvis started crooning 'Love me tender'.
I had to smile as the background mashing machine beat was matching the rhythm, as if they had plugged me into a mashup of Elvis vs German industrial techno. The Beatles followed and with my eyes closed I absorbed the rays of the giant machine as it digitally sliced open my brain and explored my mind.
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