Onyxmoonstar's blog: "Rants of a Madman"

There it sits in the center of the room all alone round and calling the table, a simple thing you would believe just wood and bolt . simple in design but dangerous deadly it is for it holds the key. the silver beauty cold and hard. Calling soft and sweet like a sirens song upon the waves she whisper into your mind the soft sultry sounds of silence , to silence the noise if only to silence the noise, forever over and over never relenting the noise echo's and rings deafing the screams the silence never alway there , so quiet that you cannot hear. the click the the flash the blinding light and then the noise is replaced with everlasting silence

With eyes wide open we can not see, for the lights are dim and the fog is thick, the voices echo like thunder in the dark recesses of the soul. The thunder rolls over and over deafening till only the darkness remains. A movement silent but yet so loud, freeze hold ever so still, do not move for if you should they will find you, the whispers , silent in the back of the mind, repeating over and over never stopping. The darkness ever closing in never retreating, over welling hard to breathe, chocking never relenting cannot excape. A Blinding light then the darkness souronds then silence.