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A flash fiction story originally written for and published by The Story Seed.

What he liked most about this small town was the silence that enveloped everything. In winter, even the cars hibernated – all you could hear was the sound your footsteps made on the untouched snow. Late-night winter silence was particularly soothing.

Or so he’d thought, until that night. 

It was around 11pm when he heard Julia’s scream – he recognized her voice instantly. It tore that serene silence apart like an iceberg breaking up. His heart felt like it was going to explode. Barely breathing, he rushed to her house, but it was too late.

The silence was killing him. 

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