Silenced after Death

Greg sits in the filthy cell smiling.

He did some awful things.

He killed some wonderful people.

Their voices talked to him every night and every day.

They never said anything useful either.

They would just spout nonsense straight into his head.

Now they would finally speak no more. And neither would he.

He wrote his family a letter so that they could have some of his voice after it was silenced.

He spent hours on it and explained everything.

He explained why he did what he did and why he was excited to finally be put to rest.

Now that the matter was taken care of, he felt he could finally rest without worries.

He leaned back against the wall and stuck his hands in his pockets.

Something fell out of his pockets.

He bent over to pick it up and, to his horror, discovered that it was a letter addressed to his family.