Life As We Know It
An ISFF co-written by Apryl07 and PlzLukePlz
Thursday, 12-21-06
6:51 A.M.
I didn't see it happen. Never in my wildest dreams could I have handled it if I had. One shot was all it took. The foreboding sound drifted through the empty hallways, or at least that is what I would perceive. That particular phenomenon is the same as that of a tree falling in desolate forest. If there is no one in the vicinity to hear it, does it make a noise?
The ripple effect was imminent however. In fact, workers from the city morgue were already removing the body bag from the premises. I treated the warnings posted on all the doors as if it were in a foreign language, and luckily no soul either noticed or had the heart left to stop me as I entered the building. And that's when I saw it. My eyes wavered in horror as the silver bracelets snapped shut, binding his wrists. The policemen pushed him towards the exit, and for an instance, his eyes met mine. They called for me, begged me, to protest. I stood, paralyzed, as the men led him away. My voice hitched in my throat as realization hit me. My legs moved on their own accord as I stumbled backwards, sliding down the barren wall. The world began to spin, and my surroundings only continued to darken. My fragile psyche was reaching a point of no return. But if there was no one inside of my head to witness my mental break down, would it make a difference? Like the tree, would it make a noise?