Silence

There's a stillness in the air.

It's not unusual for an empty house, nor is the dust; but there is something different.

Silence.

It's midday in summer. The birds are too tired to chatter and the wind seems to have abandoned this place. There is nothing here.

Suddenly, time seems to have stopped and for a moment - just a moment - the world does too.

And suddenly, you feel alone. Agonizingly alone. And only the sound of your heartbeat keeps you sane.

There is no one - nothing - here.