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In the night between Friday and Saturday...

She hit the wall again, the reverberation of the strike signing through her bones the only thing she could hear or even sense the white noise still wrapping itself around her, muffling everything else. Leaning against the warm metal briefly despite the pain, she shivered, despite the room's more than comfortable temperature. She wanted to hear something. Anything. It didn't matter that it hurt, made her feel as though she was being turned inside out.

With a half sob she pushed away from the panel and started pacing the room, one hand sliding against the wall, striking out at it occasionally. It didn't matter what she did, the ache in her bones still curled deep inside, never letting go. And no matter how hard she tried or begged, there was never more than the unnerving buzzing sound of the generators behind the walls, the only thing keeping her stable, she knew deep within.

The small voice of reason had been buried not long ago, or maybe ages ago, lost to the silence as well just like everything else in her world.

Please please something music sound someone's voice anything just want to hear something please

The words fell from her lips continuously, unheard, until she finally stopped and leaned against the wall, form then slowly sliding down to curl up on the floor.

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