What's happening to Dirk

Dirk awoke in a sea of blackness. ?Where am I?? where am i? i? i?
The words echoed throughout the void. ?Hello!? hello! hello! ooo!
The ?hello? bounced around his head. ?Is anyone there?? is anyone
there? anyone there? there?
He stood there pondering his situation. ?Now pitching....now
pitching.....Number 25.....number 25......The great......the great....
Dirk Bell.....Dirk Bell.? He made cheering noises that came back to
him sounding like a giant crowd in the distance.
?Are you having fun,? a voice behind him asked. Dirk turned around in
surprise to see a gentleman about his age but, in his opnion, not as
good looking.
?Who are you? And where am I?? Dirk waited for a second, but the
echoes were gone. ?Damn!?
?I?m Reginald, and this is your sub-subconscious.? the man said.
?My sub-subconscious? What the hell is that??
?You know that your subconscious is the part of your mind that
interjects little things into your conscious mind that the conscious
part can?t help but doing?? Dirk nodded in understanding. ?Well, the
sub-subconscious is the part of the mind that interjects little things
into your conscious mind that the conscious mind ignores. And I?m the
one who does the interjecting.?
?So,? Dirk began, ?you?re the loser part of my mind that the rest of
my brain doesn?t listen to?? Reginald nodded. ?Well, this is
friggin? great. How in the hell did I get here??
Reginald composed himself after receiving an insult from the being
that he is part of. ?It seems that some superior being has gained
control over your mind and body and thrown the mental manifestation of
the overall consciousness into itself.?
?I?ve been trapped in my own brain while some super-being plays around
with my body like a damned G.I. Joe figure. Just when you thought
that you?d seen it all.? The befuddled scientist paused for a second
of thought. ?Wait a minute. You?re that voice I?ve been hearing for
the past month, aren?t you?? Reginald nodded. ?That?s been going on
ever since that away mission on that planet where I almost got killed
due to Harris?s incompetence. It must have started there.?
?It did,? Reginald reinforced the theory. ?Remember the pink ball?
That?s where the being came from. You let him out.?
?But how did the ball get to me??
?The hobbit. He gave it to you.?
?Damn halflings!?
OOC- This is a side story that I?ll be posting beside the regular
action post. I?m doing this just for a little fun, and I thought some
of you might enjoy it.