Silent Library Game Show Novels & Stories

Is this the end of everything she held onto? A heavy silence hangs over her as she stares at him, as he laughs with the woman by his side, as he smiles and moves without a single glance in her direction. Her heart breaks, over and over, the pieces falling apart with each passing second, each breath, each stolen glance she risks. Suddenly, the hum of conversation fades, replaced by the echo of footsteps. A man steps onto the stage, gripping a microphone, his voice slicing through the stillness like a blade. “Welcome to today’s auction.”

Under it a single line of text. We know which house. We know which night. Tell the woman the price for silence just went up. The number was not Selene’s. Someone else had entered the game.

he snapped. Opening up her laptop and connecting it to the large screen in the room, she projected the first slide of her presentation. "Okay everyone, I'm sure we are all familiar with the usual action packed games we usually submit for the competition, but this year, I thought we might just try something new. We don't wanna be predictable right? So the name of this game is Campus Silence, it is going to be mystery and suspense filled." "Sounds interesting," Harry said with a smile, but on the inside was thinking of ways to sabotage the club.

They've covered their mics so you can't hear them as they listen in, nodding as she speaks, their eyes fixed on her. “Academy competitors, what’s your answer?” The announcer asks and the room falls silent. Myles nods at Nicole and everyone seems to finally relax, smiles swimming across their faces. “I guess they weren’t joking about giving her the questions they couldn’t answer.” I say, and he laughs.

The estate plunged into silence. A second later, the emergency lights flickered and there it was. A message, glowing across every screen in the room. “WELCOME TO THE AUCTION OF SILENCE.” His chest tightened. The game had begun. And he had just been invited in.

"He has nothing. He is a man hiding behind a curtain. He wants us to be afraid. If we are afraid, we make mistakes." I looked around the room. There were still twenty mirrors left. Silas was moving behind them. I saw his shadow move from left to right. He was playing with us. He wanted to wear us down before he stepped out to kill us. "Luca, do you hear me?" I clicked my radio. Only static came back. The stone walls and the metal backings of the mirrors were blocking the signal. We were cut off. "Look at her, Damien," Silas said. His voice was right behind me.

gesture, the whole room immediately quieted down. The other contestants couldn' t help but sigh in their hearts, Cynthia' s influence is really too great. The host gave Cynthia a grateful glance and then began to read out the rules, "The second game is not limited to any area, the entire Bright Forest is the event site. You need to capture as many sika deer and hare as you can. gaining sika deer counts for 20 points and hare counts for 10. "

"Please. Leave us alone." The look of pure, shattered betrayal on Silas’s face was more than I could bear. He stepped back, his jaw tight. "Fine," Silas whispered. "If that’s how you want to play it." He turned and walked away, but I saw him lean in and whisper something to Myra. She nodded, her hand going to the small device hidden in her jacket. The game hadn't ended. It had just reached the "Kill" phase.

She opens her mouth to speak, but I slam my hand over it, stopping the questions from filling the air. A single wisp of mist slithers up my throat. Warning me of the Game’s rules. The maze responds instantly. A low rumble shakes the ground, and Elyra pales. The walls slam into place around us. A final doorway opens before us, mist churning like mouths in the dark. The Silence Trial awakens. I take Elyra’s hand. Her grip trembles. We take one step toward the mist, and the doorway behind us slams shut with a quiet, final click.

I answered, my voice trembling but firm. We crept up the stairs, and as we neared the top, I hid by the wall opposite my bedroom door. I watched as Lucas slowly approached the door. His gun was steady in his hand as he scanned the rooms around him for any sign of movement. When he reached the door, he hesitated for a moment, pressing his ear to it, listening. Inside, I could hear voices. It was Derek and Jael. My blood ran cold as I listened. “What do you mean you don’t know the combination to the safe? You’ve been with her all these years and you still don’t know?” Jael’s voice was sharp, dripping with frustration.