She looks through the pane that separates her from humanity. Her side, silence, their side, the Noise. Her ears perked. Amidst the deafening silence she heard a noise. Swishp. She heard it again. Swishp. Something was coming. Swishp. The sound surrounded her. Swishp. She was no longer sure where it came from. Swishp. The sound filled her, picked her up and whoosh, the silence hit her like a two-ton truck. Swishp. It went on for what felt like hours. Swishp. A tear fell. Swishp. The people outside gasped -opened their mouths- and looked up. SWISHP... It echoed and deafened her. She dropped to her knees, hands scrabbling about her face, around her fangs, over her eyes, attempting to protect herself from the Sound. Swish- Her world exploded into sound.
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Mind Palace
RandomThis isn't overall Sherlock related. This is my mind's creative content. These are my thoughts. Un-edited. Constructive Criticism is welcome.
