• The room is silent as I enter he has ahold of my hands. I struggle and scream, my heart pounding in my chest, telling me to scream...

    He throws my limp body at the wall, he watches me fall into a pile. Grabs something from his pocket and forces it into my mouth and down my throat. It makes me gag... The cold hard metal clinching beneath my teeth.

    I scream then... And forever as I feel the pressure of the hot, burning metal, it hits like a thousand needles piercing one spot, yes just one spot...

    I am then and forever silent.. Although my soul stilll lingers... It doesn't scare me anymore the cold deathly stare from the figure above my body... But somethings different now... as if the stares of my glossy eyes scare him...

    I see him take the silence and set it upon his being. He takes the gun and pulls the trigger... I see him fall to his knees in agony. The man with the cold deathly stare is now next to me... In silence.

    We both died a death of silence... But who is more dead? That is the question...