"P-please, don't do this! Tell Mark I'll have his money by Thursday."
"It's too late for that Joe. You made a deal you knew you couldn't follow through wi-"
A baby begins to cry interupting the strong armed thug.
"Hm." His mouth curves into a malicious smirk.
Beaten and bloody Joe musters whatever strength that hasn't been beaten out of him to get up. "Stop!.."
He staggers but catches himself on a nearby desk.
"You are the dictionary definition of stubborn, you know that right; Alright, you have till Thursday any later than that.." He looks in the direction of the infant's screams.
"Do we have an understanding?"
"Yeah.." Joe replies.
As the ruthless thug exits the room he leaves Joe an envelope on the desk. The room starts spinning as Joe's vision fades to black. One sound drones in his ears.
A Siren.
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Silence
RandomSilence is a Silent Hill fan-fic about a man named Joe who debts have cost more than just money. It's also my first watt pad post. It was started a year before the it was published but never was because I like to procrastinate. My apologies on updat...
