The clouds rolled over the small house. She watched as her mother’s car pulled out of the driveway. The moment it disappeared from view the rain began to patter against her window. In just a few moments the rain became a downpour and the outside world was hidden from view. She sighed, then climbed into bed and fell asleep to the sounds of booming thunder and rain pounding against her window.
A few hours later, Elizabeth woke to a silent world. The storm had passed, leaving behind silence and the occasional lightning flash. Her mother still wasn’t home. Her room was pitch black, except when it was lit up by lightning. She rolled over and tried to go back to sleep. She tossed and turned, trying to ignore her growing fear.
It wasn’t the dark she was afraid of, or even what was in it. It was the silence. The silence concealed the evils of the world. If only she could hear something. She didn’t have to see something to be able to run from. She just had to be able to hear it.
The squeak of door hinges penetrated the silence. She froze, straining to hear the slightest noise. The soft click of her door being closed came through the darkness. It was too late to run now. There was a flash of lightning and Elizabeth could see the figure of a man beside her bed. She screamed once before the silence she so feared overwhelmed her.



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