She had never spoke before, never made a sound.
But the look in her eyes told me precisely what about to happen.
I stood there aghast. She looked down into my eyes as if she was waiting for a reply. "So, that's what you really are." I whispered in awe.
She narrowed her eyes glaring daggers into mine.
I chuckled at her expression. "Is that really all you've got? No wonder you're always in second place."
She shoved the gun's muzzle against my lips to shut me up.
I clenched my jawbone as she held me at gunpoint.
She gripped the trigger trailing the bullet. I began to smile like a madman.
"I supposed you had in you after all Surge" I winced as my eyes began to feel heavy.
I saw my life flash before my eyes, beforehand then gave into the temptation of slumber and pure pleasure of death.
End chapter one, 156 words.
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Presumed Dead
HorrorNobody tells you how loud the subdued is. At that moment, I felt as if I could hear everything and nothing at the same moment. That hour of darkness, would be the night that I finally understood why people feared silence.
