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Silence echoed from wall to wall.
No noise was made.
Not even the slightest squeak of a shoe.
No voices were heard.
There was just silence.
You.
A disembodied voice echoed.
Killed.
Another voice followed.
Her.
One more whisper was added.
You shot up.
Breathing heavily.
In a dark, cold place.
Silence.
Silence echoed from wall to wall.
No noise was made.
Not even the slightest squeak of a shoe.
No voices were heard.
There was just silence.
Then there was creak from the door.
Light poured in, shining onto the floor.
You got out of bed, half asleep, half awake.
The corridor was dark.
Silence.
Silence echoed from wall to wall.
No noise was made.
Not even the slightest squeak of a shoe.
No voices were heard.
There was just silence.
There was a crank of the wood under your foot.
Walking down the stairs quietly.
With a trace of fear.
Silence.
Silence echoed from wall to wall.
No noise was made.
Not even the slightest squeak of a shoe.
No voices were heard.
There was just silence.
The door on your right opened.
Revealing a woman in white.
Playing a soft haunting melody.
Your melody.
On the piano.
Your piano.
The keys pinged louder, and softer when needed.
The notes slurred when needed.
Then, she stopped playing.
You stopped breathing.
Her head cranked to the left, making a crack develop on the right of her neck.
She was no longer human.
Silence.
Silence echoed from wall to wall.
No noise was made.
Not even the slightest squeak of a shoe.
No voices were heard.
There was just silence.
But, there was a slight ping of a piano key.
C minor.
But it turned into a voice.
A haunting voice.
You.
You walked closer to the piano, standing beside the girl.
Her eyes were staring at the blood stained piano score in front of her.
You took the piano piece and you sat beside her.
“You're the girl that... died on the stage.” You whispered, “this is my favourite song.”
You pressed the first key, then the next, and when you were about to press the next set of keys, a hand rested on yours.
Play.
You turned around to face the girl.
She looked lively, and human again.
Play for me.
She shuffled to the right, allowing you to sit in the middle.
You played the song, once, twice, thrice through.
Earning hums every time you played the sweet, haunting melody.
Silence.
Silence echoed from wall to wall.
No noise was made.
Not even the slightest squeak of a shoe.
No voices were heard.
There was just silence.
The girl returned back to her inhumanly state.
Staring at the piano score in front of her.
With her head cranked to the left, and a crack formed on the right side of her neck.
Leaving the room, the door closed on its own.
You turned around, heading for the stairs, until something dripped onto your head.
It rolled down from your head, to your mouth.
You could already taste it.
Blood.
You looked up and there was blood on the ceiling, and at that spot, was your room.
You ran up the stairs, slammed the door opened and the lights on.
Your body laid on the bed, bleeding.
Silence.
Silence echoed from wall to wall.
No noise was made.
Not even the slightest squeak of a shoe.
No voices were heard.
There was just silence.
You stared at your body.
That shouldn't be happening.
You were alive.
And standing.
You.
A voice sounded from the shadows of your room.
Stole my life.
A shadow morphed into a girl's.
So I stole yours.
Your body held a knife, a knife covered in blood.
“You're the girl from the piano?” You growled slightly.
The shadow morphed again, but it was your mirror image, it's just that, the mirror image had been sprayed with blood.
Well, what do you think?
It asked.
You grabbed the knife from your body and you growled, “I didn't even touch you.”
Liar.
The shadow morphed again, this time, it was the girl.
You did.
End.
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byzelo on says about chapter 1:
dang
this is so good
although, is this supposed to be labelled as psychological too?
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