Only silence will be tolerated.

Those are the words written on the wall in front of me.

With a really sore back from sleeping on the concrete I try to stand up while trying to take in my surroundings.

“What is this place?”

Is what I confusedly blurted out….or what I thought I blurted out.

Realizing that there was no sound at all when I said that I tried all kinds of things that would make at least some kind of sound. Screaming didn’t work, cracking my fingers didn’t help either.

In the midst of confusion I punched the wall as hard as I could, no sound at all. My cries after hitting the wall didn’t make any sound either…….

After coming to my senses I tried to analyze the situation and what lead to me waking up in this completely white and empty room. And most important of all, why nothing makes a sound.

“Could it be that I became deaf?”

“Ow right, there is no sound”

With everything that I tried to say I felt my braincells dying because of my own stupidity.

“Could it be that someone that hates me locked me up here?”

With my loathsome personality I made more enemies than friends, in fact the only friend that I have is a retarded homeless guy that thinks that the government tries to brainwash everyone.

There are enough reasons for peopl to lock me up. The question isn’t why I’m locked up, but who locked me up.

After what felt like sitting there for half an hour the walls became green and out of nowhere a door in front of me appeared.

Before I walked through the door I looked at the words on the wall again and wondered why silence was so important.

As someone that only knew how to scam people with my words, not being able to make a sound made me completely useless.

After I passed through the door I came once again in a complete white room. This time I wasn’t alone and it wasn’t empty.

I counted about 20 people including myself. In front of me I saw desk with some components that looked easy to assemble.

When I looked to my left I saw a beautiful girl and without even thinking I said:

‘So being beautiful indeed gives you lots of enemies.”

As soon as I said that I facepalmed myself for realizing that no one would even be able to hear me.

I didn’t even have to look up to know that people looked at me with pitiful eyes.

I look up and see that everyone in the room has a really grim face and the room is filled with sorrow. It feels like I’m at a funeral and it makes me feel uncomfortable for what’s coming.

Like in the room earlier the walls here also turn green.

Everyone walked to the desk in front of them and immediately started working. I followed suit and realized that the work was really easy and it didn’t take me long to finish it.

Feeling proud of myself for assembling it so fast I look up to see that the others already assembled at least three.

For the following hours it went smoother the longer I’m assembling them.

I don’t know how long has passed but it feels like I’m here for about 8 hours and my feet start to hurt from standing the whole day.

The pleasant green color fades away and turns into an ominous red shade.

I quickly look around me and notice that everyone faces down with terrified faces.

I see a door opening from the right and my instinct tells me to immediately avert my eyes to prevent a possibly horrible fate.

In the corners of my eyes I see inhuman legs waking slowly towards us.

He stops in font of me and is facing me now. I can feel his hot breath over my head and realize rhat he's taller than the average human.

I don’t have the courage to look up because of the fear of seeing the face that’s staring at me at this moment.

After a few seconds he walked towards the guy in front of me and out of nowhere I see his body hitting the ground while he's being dragged away by his legs. His crying face in terror is something that'll definitely haunt my dreams.

After the ordeal the room turned white again and everyone went back to their room.

I enter my room and immediately collapse, the only thing that kept me in my legs was the pure adrenaline earlier.

Not having the strength to do anything else I decide to sleep and hope that I`ll wake up from this nightmare soon.

“Hey………..you………..”

“Is that a female voice?”

“Am I dreaming?”

“Yes it is a female voice and yes you are dreaming!”

After looking at her face I realize that it`s the girl that came out of the room next to mine this morning.

“Why has a cute girl like you the voice of someone that has been smoking daily for the past 40 years?”

“SHUT UP AND LISTEN TO ME!”

“We have been waiting for a long time for the room next to mine to be occupied”

“Now we finally have a chance to plan our escape.”

I wonder why she appeared in my dream as I look around me. I don’t recognize this place as I look around me and realize that we`re in a library.

“What do you mean by escape and why did my room need to be occupied?”

As I see her grim looking face that I saw the whole day turning into a psychotic smile she says:

“Escape from the living hell that is called, the silent room.”