Prologue

18 1 2
                                    

The room was empty and silent the only sound you would hear was the draft from the vents. It was a tight spaced area, it was stuffy and the only furniture there was a messy desk.
The only person in the room was a woman.
She was poorly hygienic, her skin was pale and looked like she never saw the sun. She stood still looming over the desk. Her shoulders were tensed and she had her fist clenched.

She let out a breath of air and mumbled to herself.

A voice came from behind in a whisper. "Could you really go through with this?" It asked, it was a cold tone.

The voice spoke again. "I know you can hear me why would I exist if you just ignore me?" The voice echoed in her mind leaving shivers.

"I will always be here. No matter what you do." The voice would repeat these phrases over and over, like a broken record that no one bothered to fix.

The woman scoffed, almost amused yet terrified. She only replied with the usual sentence. "You're only here because my mind created you. It can make sure you disappear too." Her voice went quiet, then she collected the notes on the desk.

The voice still repeated the phrases. It wouldn't stop.

"Shut up..." She replied, almost like a plea of desperation. Yet it continued.

She fled the room with her notes. She left behind nothing, nothing but messy notes. 

The door opened suddenly, fresh air rushed into the room. Some papers fell out of the woman's lose grip, without care she walks away from the room. Leaving some papers on the floor. Her steps echo loudly through the long hallway, the hallway had a different ambiance than the room, it had much more space and was much more clean. There were machines around the room, cleaning even a smudge of dirt.

The voice came back again though, it will always come back. This time it spoke more than a couple phrases. Her steps quickened, almost running away from the voices that follow her.

"You're weak, you've fallen so far from your achievements."

"You had to make machines to help you because everyone else left you, forgotten you."

"Give it up, nothing will help you. Why not just end it all right now."

She didn't reply, she refused to listen. It was almost like a child too stubborn to listen to their mother. The voices continued to echo through her head, slowly consuming her small amount of sanity. 

She stopped in front of a large steel door, her hand hovered over the keypad. She was hesitant. Second guessing herself once again. Wondering if what she was doing was the right choice.

"Why do you hesitate? Is it because you're afraid of the consequences? Or is it because I might not disappear and all your efforts lead to nothing?" The voice spoke in a whisper into her ear, shivers ran down her back.

She entered the keypad code, the steel door opened slowly. The woman walked in leaving with a mumble in her voice.

"If I forget everything at least you'll be gone."

As the steel door closed the voice chuckled back.

"Oh please, you know it won't work. You're just clinging to denial. I pity you sometimes."

The steel door closed, locked and the woman was gone. The voice was still there though, it will always be there. Following her where ever she went, whoever she became.

Empty StaticWhere stories live. Discover now