Apocalyptic World A Deadly Silence

A Deadly Silence

The air is thick with death. Three key figures—Pihu, Arjun, and Rehaan—are gone. But it wasn’t just them. 14 more civilians died. Some in the battle. Some in the chaos. Some because they were too weak to fight.

The survivors? They are barely human now. They stand silent, broken, and empty. The night is colder than ever.

But one man isn’t grieving

One man is burning.

Shivay is not mourning. He is not crying. He is shaking with rage.

His hands are red. Not with blood. With fury.

shivay

(whispering, voice trembling): "You let this happen."

Abhiii

(staring at him): "Shivay—"

shivay

(snaps, voice raw): "Don’t. You. Dare. Say. My. Name."

Everyone falls silent.

Shivay laughs—a broken, terrifying sound.

shivay

(whispering, darkly): "Pihu is dead. Arjun is dead. And what do you do?" (voice rises) "You STAND there? YOU THINK? YOU WAIT?!"

He grabs Dev by the collar, slamming him into the wall.

shivay

(shouting): "WHERE WERE YOU?! HUH?! WHERE THE F** WERE YOU WHEN THEY WERE DYING?!"*

Dev doesn’t resist. He doesn’t even move.

Because Shivay isn’t looking at him

He is looking at everyone.

shivay

(breathing heavily): "This is your fault." (turns to the crowd, voice deadly) "All of you. This is YOUR FAULT."

No one speaks. No one dares.

Because Shivay is beyond reason now.

That night, someone disappears.

A woman. She was talking to Shivay earlier.

In the morning, her body is found.

Throat slit. Eyes open. Shivay is standing right there.

saniya

(narrowing her eyes): "Shivay… where were you last night?"

Shivay smiles. A cruel, empty smile.

shivay

"Sleeping. Why? Do you think I did it?"

He doesn’t deny it

Saniya steps forward, eyes burning. Abhii stops her.

Abhiii

(coldly): "Enough."

Shivay tilts his head.

shivay

"Oh? Now you speak?"

His eyes are wild. Empty. Dead

shivay

"Where was this voice when Pihu was screaming?"

Annie’s voice breaks the silence.

System

"Warning. Movement detected outside the walls."

Shivay doesn’t move.

shivay

(whispering, to himself): "Let them come. I don’t care anymore."

saniya

(glaring at him): "You’re not thinking straight."

He grabs a knife.

"I’ll handle this my way."

And then, he walks into the darkness.

Alone

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