[ WP ] Write a horror story in which the main character is a def man/woman . The gruesome twist at the end correlates to his/her inability to hear .

The group had found Cynthia in the farmhouse after their car had broken down. Selena had explained everything to Violet up until she had been murdered, Cynthia had taken over from there. Her blood was still splattered across Violet ’ s face and chest, dried into dark stains on both her skin and clothing. Their group of five had been cut down to just her, Roy, and Cynthia had been added. Cynthia told her that something similar had happened to her. The two women had found Roy strung up like a pig going to slaughter. 
 
 Cynthia promised Violet that she would be right after the deaf girl. Emphasized it with larger hand movements even as Cynthia trembled and tears ran down her face. She wanted Violet to leave and go get help. Violet watches Roy ’ s mouth open and close, teeth grit against the pain he was obviously feeling in an attempt not to scream. His mouth still moves rapidly though, looking from Violet to Cynthia. She promises to come back with the police and turns to flee the dank and bloody room. 
 
 She carefully hurries along, eyes actively scanning each new area she comes to and putting a hand to the floor. The vibration of the huge machinery keeps her even more alarmed and alert for any other sensations, like the faint vibration of someone walking that she can feel in the next room. She throws herself into a closet in the room, the slats in the old wooden door letting her peer out into the room without being noticed. 
 
 The figure brandishes a large knife, face covered by a mask and clothing covered in blood. Violet trembles in her hiding spot, holding a hand over her mouth to make sure that no noise comes from her. The figure pauses, swings its head back and forth to look around before continuing on towards the next room. Violet trembles and waits for the vibrations to quiet before hurrying out of the mildew infested closet and stumbling towards the door. 
 
 Cynthia said there was a working car outside, that it might even be their car. Violet stumbles out the entrance of the building and bites back a couple sobs, not sure if anything can hear her. She looks back and forth across the area, running for the only vehicle she can see. The old banger has the keys on the floor, still stained with blood and probably ripped from Ethan ’ s pocket. Violet locks herself in and shakily picks the keys up, trying them and attempting to start the car. The vibration tells her that she ’ s managed it and she throws it out of park to take off towards the town that Cynthia said was nearby. 
 
 She ’ s sure that she makes quite a scene when she barges into the police station, covered in the grime of the place and splattered with the blood of her friends. She keeps signing help while screaming for it, feeling her throat buzz with each call. A man that looks like a detective grabs her by the shoulders and Violet reads his lips as they tell her that she ’ s okay. He wants to know what happened and she begins to quickly sign about everything that ’ s happened, feeling her throat tighten with tears. 
 
 To her surprise, the detective doesn ’ t call for pen and paper and ask her to write it down, but instead begins to sign back. She watches his mouth move in tandem with his hands, speaking every word that he signs. The conversation goes on for a short time before he gets a blanket and sets her into a chair. Violet begins to doze off in the chair, feeling the buzz of voices and activity. 
 
 “ It ’ s a shame she can ’ t hear a thing. She would ’ ve been safer. ” One officer comments to the detective with a small chuckle. 
 
 “ My daughter is very good at sending the victims to us even with her voice showing her true self. Those inbreds at the farmhouse don ’ t deserve the fresh meat. ” The detective grins in return to the officer. “ We should head out there for the remainder of them. ”
