Blessing_Nwizu

Silent Noise

For the past five years, people have been going missing - in the most mysterious way.

It always starts the same.
They begin to lose their minds.
Not gradually - suddenly. Violently.
They rant about a noise only they can hear.

But they insist... it's not just noise.

They describe it as a melody - strange and haunting.
Piano chords layered with birdsong, ocean waves crashing, and, oddly, the crackle of chains - like someone imprisoned.
And then, a hum.
A low, slow hum... like a prisoner singing to himself in the dark.

But the hum is unsettling.
Beautiful... but wrong.
Like Lucifer humming a lullaby to his master before the fall.

They say it draws you in like a siren's call.
Sweet. Hypnotic. Irresistible.

Until it doesn't stop.
Until it becomes constant.

Then it becomes noise.
A maddening one.
Worse than any alarm -
like an emergency call you can't ignore.

Ring.
Ring.

Will you answer it?
That beautiful, cursed sound that only you can hear?
Or will you let it ring...
let it drive you mad?

Because once you hear it...
it never stops.
And no one else can hear it.

So they pick up the call, whispering:

"I can hear you... I'm not mad... or am I?"

Some sob.
Some chuckle.
And then they follow the sound -
into the unknown.

They never return.

No bodies.
No signs of death.
Just madness...
and a strange melody.

Doctors call it insanity.
All medical reports show the same signs:
Auditory hallucinations.
Psychological breakdown.
Patients are declared unstable, admitted, treated...

And then - they vanish.

It's been five years.
Ten people gone.
No trace. No clues.
Just the same mysterious melody.

The media calls it a hoax.
The police call it a prank.
"Kids being kids," they say.
Excuses. Lies. Silence.

And then one day... it stopped.

No more madness.
No more disappearances.
No more sound.

That was the day Isabella Eric came to Edenville.

A town drowning in secrets.
A girl with a life far from perfect.
A past she barely understands.

But her arrival is no accident.

She doesn't know it yet -
but Isabella has a connection to the Silent Noise.
A deep one.
A dangerous one.

What is her purpose in Edenville?
What ties her to the missing people?
Will she face the melody?

Will love save her... or destroy her?

Find out in
SILENT NOISE.

Silent Noise

When I checked outside, there was no one.

Sigh. I might be overreacting—or maybe overthinking.

Mom and I hadn't spoken since our last fight. She clung to the hope that new hair and a new town could bury the past. Like Norwegick's gray fog could wash the blood off our hands. She tried to move on. I couldn't. My scars weren't just memories—they were open wounds, and vengeance was the only medicine.

The hum in my chest agreed, steady and sharp like a war drum.

I tore through Dad's things again—his old watch, a wrinkled photo of us laughing, and the black notebook he always kept close. Hidden in its spine was a number, scribbled in his sharp handwriting: Marcus. A name. A lead. Maybe a ghost.

I'd called it for weeks—nothing. Switched off. No answer. Until today.

"Hello?" A gruff voice crackled through the line. Irritated.

"Hi, uh… good evening, sir," I said, clutching the phone tighter. "Is this Marcus?"

"No. He's dead." Flat. Like he was reading a weather report.

"Bullshit," I muttered as the hum spiked in my chest.

"Any problem, young lady?" His voice sharpened.

"No, sorry—sorry for your loss," I stammered. "May Marcus's soul rest in peace."

I hesitated. "Do you mind me asking… when did he pass?"

"Eight years ago. Car accident. Whole family. Tragic."

"Oh. That's… awful," I said, trying to sound casual. "Thanks. Really. Goodbye."

I hung up, hands trembling. "Shit."

Just when I thought I had a lead. Gone. Snuffed out.

The same day my world burned—Dad's body on the floor, Mom's scream echoing in my skull, the masked man's pale eyes. The day they tried to erase us.

Marcus dying that exact day? With his whole family? No way that was random.

"This isn't a coincidence," I whispered, scribbling in Dad's notebook. "They killed him. Just like they tried to kill us. He knew something. Something dangerous."

The hum flared, pulsing like it understood. Like it had been waiting for me to put it together.

This wasn't revenge anymore. It was revelation.

Mystery M… the pact… the throne… Dad's past was a maze of blood, and Marcus was another erased clue. They were cleaning house—silencing everyone tied to it.

I stood, pacing the room. "Be smart," I hissed to myself. "Edenville. That's where it all leads."

Dad's notebook buzzed in my hand, Marcus's name now crossed out. The next page waited, full of names and questions.

But how would I get there? Mom would never let me leave. She'd chain me to Norwegick if she could.

That shadow from last night—it was back. Closer. Watching.

I reached for my knife, its weight familiar. Dad's lessons echoed in my bones.

The Female King didn't wait to be hunted.

I slipped the notebook into my jacket, the hum like a blade unsheathed in my chest.

"Crazy coincidence or not," I whispered, stepping toward the door, "I'm coming for you."

Chapter 11: Crazy Coincidence