Silence.
Roaring, yelling, silence.
Everything is silence now. It’s unbearable. I know I am having these thoughts, but even them I cannot hear. And the pain. Searing pain.
I believe now that it was indeed a devil. Since this hell exists, there must be a God as well. But it must have been some sort of demonic creature, whispering in my mind. It must have planted the seed for this. Knowing that I would either kill others or kill myself.
Silence still.
And now I am caught here in this purgatory. This world of pain and silence.
Eternity is a long time.
Silence.