PJ's POV
I woke up a bit earlier than I usually do. Normally I'm up by noon, but today when I looked at the clock, it read 10:00. Weird.
I finally got out of bed a quarter after. Although, I was still a little groggy, so my sense of direction didn't kick in fully: I nearly tripped after bumping into my record shelf, knocking a few singles off. But this story is just beginning.
When I opened my mouth to shout in pain, nothing came out.
I tried to say "What?" but still nothing.
My breathing grew heavy and quick. I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs, but it only sounded like a dry heave. What happened to me that suddenly made me...mute?
I need to find someone. Anyone. Where was Parappa at this hour?
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Sounded Silence
FanfictionOne ill-fated day, something happens and changes PJ Berri's life, possibly forever.... (Also on my newly-formed Ao3 account)