Hidden from the eye.
A voice that controls takes hold.
Nobody knows but some.
What am I?

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Short Original Horror Stories
Terror"With time I learned a thing or two. Do you know what's it like to have a secret desire to kill? There was ten of them, to begin with. Every single one of them was loud and wouldn't shut up. I guess they were excited. You know?" - (Story #3:) There...
16. Voice
Hidden from the eye.
A voice that controls takes hold.
Nobody knows but some.
What am I?