Whispers In Dark Lyrics Novels & Stories

A man emerged from the shadows, dressed head to toe in black, his face hidden behind a dark mask. He stood silently, the tension thickening the air between us. I rose to my feet slowly, keeping my eyes locked on him, my fists clenched. My voice trembled with anger, “Why the hell are you doing this? What do you want from me, huh?” He didn’t look at me right away—just kept staring out the window like he had all the time in the world. Then he spoke, calmly, “I’ve told you before… I don’t want much. Just your boss’s address. That’s all.”

And a whisper, ragged with fever but clear enough to pierce the fog descending over my mind. "...don't go... please... don't go..." And then, nothing but darkness.

“You should’ve just taken me when my parents died! Why are you doing this to me?! WHY?!” I screamed until my voice gave out. Until my sobs were nothing but broken gasps in the dark. “Why, Cherry?” I whispered. “Why does it hurt so much?” My voice trembled. “I want it to end. I’m tired. I’m really... tired.” And then, I let the darkness wrap around me. I curled into myself on the floor, arms wrapped around my knees, like that would hold me together. But nothing could. Not when it felt like I’d been handed hope... only to choke on it.

As I took one last, deep breath, the world spun, turned foggy. Before the world turned to complete blackness, I could have sworn I heard a dark voice whisper in my ear: “You are ours, now.”

" I heard the voice whispered in my ear, a promise that made my soul yearn to reach, that made me fall to my knees, taking a deep breath as tears streamed down my face. It was so easy, so easy to give up. To never feel that pain again and to give up this rage that consumes me. All I had to do was curl up in this darkness and make it my blanket, my protection, my shield. "I'm tired..." My voice is a whisper and when I finally realize that that darkness is going to take me I am pulled out. Dylan POV

*** Pitch black. Nothingness. There are whispers on the wind that are light and making me spin as they berate me from one direction and the next. I can’t make out what they’re saying, but tiny bumps are raising all along my arm, and there’s a ripple of electricity that makes its way up, pulsing against my neck. The darkness opens up, dropping me from where I was and into more of it until something catches my ankle and that deep, raspy chuckle is back.

I whispered into the void, hoping my love would reach her somehow. And then, there was nothing but darkness, and the haunting wish that tomorrow would be better for both of us. ****

And a rising storm inside her that had waited far too long. “I don’t know who you are yet,” she whispered into the dark, “but when I find you" "When I remember, you’ll wish I never came back.”

Dylan grabs me as light begins tearing out of my chest. And as everything detonates— He whispers against my lips, “Find me again.” And I don’t know if, after this— I still will.

A most evil sound meant to taunt and torment. “My little rabbit has fell into my trap.” I hear him say as I see the sweeping light of a flashlight skim over the top of the hole. He approaches the edge of the hole and past the light shining down, I can see a faint silhouette of his body, dressed all in black. “I didn’t even have to throw you down here like the others.” He says with an ominous chuckle. “You came willingly. Fell right into your own grave. Oh the irony!”