Silence (A Drabble)

“Be still,” I repeated myself. My heart’s pounding challenged my will. In the darkness, my fear chased every creaking down the meanders of my mind in the desperate hope that my reason would find the rat behind it all.
But there was no rat.
Only the darkness and the irrational terror it sparked in me. Soon, I would hear voices.
“Be silent.” It was one small power outage. No need to freak the neighbours.
“Yes,” said a raspy voice, “be silent. Be still.”
There you go.
When the pain shot through my arm, I knew I wasn’t crazy.
Small favors.

This story is a result of this prompt.

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About Aheïla

Somewhere in Quebec City, Aheïla works as a Game Design Director by day and writes by night. Known for her blue hair, unyielding dynamism and tasty cooking (quails, anyone?), she’s convinced “prose is the new crack”. She satisfies her addiction daily on The Writeaholic’s Blog and weekly on Games' Bustles View all posts by Aheïla

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