People Left: Kyra, Taylor, G, E, Belle, Candi, Beck, Tammi, Tris, Sylvia, O882Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡl4eIA3YpFN
Silence. For an entire hour, barely anyone speaks. No one is making snide remarks, no one is fighting. There is just silent contemplation.
Sylvia watched the phone dully. Just in case someone decides to poke the bear, you know? But no one does. Occasionally Taylor will complain about wanting water. Beck is no doubt trying to engage everyone in private conversations. Kyra will send the spare text talking about her brother. But for the most part there is silence.
The is exhaustion. And hunger. And thirst. And a deep, driving need to murder O. But mostly there is silence.
Sylvia dozes freely, not worrying about anything happening. Even the radio is silent.
There are snippets of song lyrics, and there is crying. There is praying, and there is a little shred of hope. But mostly there is silence.
Sylvia wants to do something. Wants to hurt, wants to feel, wants to get out.
There is singing, there is solace. There is the slow breaking of sanity.
But mostly, there is silence.
So. Another hour gone. Ready to vote? :) -O882Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFVvPuaJcw7
