Chaotic Silence
It's so hard to make them stop. They're always crying out to him.
He used to do it for pleasure. He even used to like hearing them scream. Now he'd give anything to make them shut up.
Whenever he passes by one of them, he can hear them all painfully clear in his head. Slashing their throats would only silence the voices until the next one. Men, women, old, young, even children. They all cry out to him, cry out for him, cry out to be saved.
To Hell with saving those assholes, who on Earth's going to save him???
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