The voices in my head have gone by many names. It's like they are shift workers, every once in awhile they rotate and I get a new voice or two. They sometimes make demands of me, telling me I need to kill people. Others are nicer and say I should protect those around me. Some tell me to go stalk people until I know their every move, or to rummage through their possessions so that I know what they do for a living. Or they just gawk at my inner thoughts, that happens too.
There are moments of silence too. Those are unnerving, it's like they're just watching me, waiting for the greatest opportunity to send me to the spirit world.