All Chapters of Silent Madness: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The only thought that roamed Athena's mind when she walked into the cell, was how she would get him to speak. After reading his file, she registered that he wasn't much of a talker with anyone that entered his cell. Not even his previous therapists. Or Dr. Jimin. He just always decides to ignore whatever they try to say to him and watch them debate his case. It was kind of funny. But they couldn't care less, because he was obeying their orders. He just watched and do what they told him to do.Nyx slowly opened his eyes to see himself in the same dark cell. As he looks around, he's alone and it's awfully quiet and calm, just then he realized what happened.He looks down at his electric cuff, which was now apart from him. His friend is in his cell.And like could he escape anyway? He hunched his back down and stared at his ankle. Or rather at his bloody ankle. From all the pressure used there, the blood has started to drip out. Making his skin scarlet than ever.But he wasn't feelin

"I killed you" Nyx's angry voice rang in the silent cell. "I killed you," he roared for the second time. Athena was taken by surprise by this sudden sentence, she couldn't understand what he was talking about, "Nyx, what are you talking about " Athena voiced, breathing heavily, still in his grip. But he didn't reply. His vision was blurry. emotions were left away while his world was painted red. He was lost. It seemed to her that he was remembering something as she could see that his mind wasn't there. "shut the fuck up," he replied. "Nyx!!" he didn't answer while she was trying to get his attention. "shut up." "Nyx" she yelled at him but he did not respond. She can see that he's lost in his thoughts or memories. He didn't leave her another choice other than slapping him. The sound of the slap was heard while Nyx blinked his eyes, when his eyes met hers, those eyes didn't look the same as him, he wasn't him. She can see the worry, the care, the love in his eyes- some feelings.

Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes, and once again he gave up. "The quicker you do, the quicker you go out of this place" His voice cracked and broke the silence between them. Nyx said under his breath. "Do what they asked you to do. Then leave me alone," he added. She stared at him, shocked by what he said just now. He wanted it. He wanted to be drugged. He wanted to be the rat for their experiences. After all, he won't lose anything right? What was left to keep anyway? But the black-haired girl wouldn't do it, she knew what was going on in his mind but at the same time she didn't- Athena was a young girl who always prided herself on her intelligence and quick thinking. She had a sharp mind and a keen ability to solve problems, which often impressed her peers and teachers alike. However, despite her sharp mind, Athena was feeling increasingly confused and uncertain about the criminal beside her. She had always been a planner, mapping out her goals and ambitions with me

"Did you inject him with the medicine, Athena ?" "Yeah, I did " "Here I bought you a strawberry cake, " she said, putting the cake on the table. Nyx was laying on his bed watching the white ceiling, lost in his mind, watching the ceiling. He didn't answer her, instead, the silent has. He couldn't understand her deal. Was she not a psychotherapist? If it is. When the hell she will start her session as the other one does? When she was here trying to get close to him and get his trust. The man sat in silence, his eyes downcast and his mind lost in a labyrinth of thoughts. The air around him was heavy with unspoken words, suffocating in their weight. He had come to this prison seeking silence, not to be bothered by a stupid genius therapist. The silence caressed their skins like a cool summer breeze, smoothing their souls, and taking away her jagged edges. It had been one hell of a rough day. He was still looking at the white ceiling ignoring all her tries. "Aah," she sighed and began

9-After Red Athena awoke at seven in the morning, her sleep restless and fraught with vivid dreams. Her mind was consumed with worry, constantly searching for any sign that he was alright, while her cell phone desperately sought a signal. It was then that an urgent call from the prison director, Jake Carter, shattered the silence, informing her that something had happened to Nyx. Without divulging further details, he instructed her to rush to the prison immediately. As soon as she stepped inside the prison walls, she felt a rush of adrenaline coursing through her veins. Today, time seemed to warp, as the normally 40-minute walk took her only 15 minutes. Her feet pounded the tarmac with an ungraceful heaviness, lacking the fluidity they possessed just moments ago. Her throat felt dry and parched, her head heavy and her eyes burdened with exhaustion.