The Voice inside the Silence

I got a bit weird and wrote without thinking, which is why this turned out to be real crap. I doubt that it will interest anyone, which is why this is just for me, to remind me how thinking is better at some points. Well, actually. This shows everyone how much thinking is important.

‘With the light shining bright in the sky, the earth warmed. Clouds moving by slowly as if the heat made them tired. The people in town walked aimlessly from one place to another, their destinations only being one small part in their life.‘

”Cut the crap.” a voice disturbed the silence. “What’s all this talk about sun, clouds and people? Make sense of it or get out.”

’In a dark town, people had been living in fear and danger for centuries now.’

”Is this going to be something about monsters?” the voice interrupted again.

’Michel and Lena were once the brightest people in a bunch of idiots.’

”Comedy isn’t really what we are looking for.”

A glass shattered on the floor.

”And what was that for?” the voice asked.

The person the voice was talking to was standing close to a small lamp that only showed a bit of that persons face. It was a young woman, maybe in her mid twenties. The woman showed an annoyed and angered face. It was the voice that had got to her so bad that she wished she knew where to find the person who the voice belonged to, to show how much it frustrated her.
She took a deep breath and started again.

’When there is no way out, what do you do? A voice making you feel nervous, depressed, mad or annoyed is all that you hear. Wouldn’t you want to find the person and kick them where it hurts?’

“Hey, that’s not funny.”

‘To creep the person out bit by bit, paying back all those terrible moments that went through your head?’

”Would you stop it?!”

‘Moving in closer and closer till you make them fear even the slightest blink of you.’

The woman stood up from her spot, turned off the lamp. There was only the sound of footsteps that was to be heard. She moved slowly, carefully and goal orientated. It would seem like she belonged to the darkness.

”Woman, stay back! I’m telling you this is not right.” The voice spoke with fear, with a tint of nervousness. “I’m going to call the cops!”

’The person will know that the fear that was supposed to be put onto others is passing on to them, making them realize they got themselves into a situation without an escape.’

The woman was still moving, but where did she want to go? She moved with a goal in mind, with a decision she made, it was her plan to fulfill it to perfection.
Something landed on the floor with a loud thud. The echo coming again and again, making the silence appear even closer. The woman began to laugh.

”What the hell? What do you want from me?” The voice sounded broken from fear. Was this going to be the end of the voice in the woman’s head?

Yes this is what my mind does to me.... I'm sorry?!