[ WP ] Be mindful of the things that go bump in the night , be scared of things that make no noise at all .

We learned long ago. Humanities greatest threat has never been from the stars, or each other. Our greatest threat has been with us all along. Children, gone missing, presumed kidnapped. Elderly, missing, presumed to have wandered off and forgotten everything, fallen into a ditch and died. Adults, missing, presumed to have drank too much, went home with the wrong stranger. We thought them all unsolved cases. When we finally solved them, the world became truly frightened. You see, even in the middle of nowhere, there is noise. Crickets, birds, bats. Everywhere you go there is always a noise. So what happens when there is none? When all sound ceases? 
 Our first scientists tested the theory out in soundproof rooms. There was no reaction. We did n't account for the lights. So we turned them off. No recorders, no lights, nothing. We assume we never heard their screams. There was nothing in the room when we opened it. However;. Soon eyewitness reports came in. A young couple were out in their car one night on a dirt road. They stood under a clouded sky. The woman, who survived, stated they had been staring at each other when they noticed it. The cars had shut off, it's head gets no longer illuminating their spot on the blanket. Instead there was nothing. 
 
 Nothing. 
 No sound at all, she thought it was a moment of beauty. Then she looked over and saw him looking back. In the faint light of moon creating a glow in the clouds, she saw his eyes. Then they changed. They glazed over with a pale greenish glow. Then another pair of those same eyes opened behind him. Then more. 
 
 She said once she started screaming, more of them came. She rushed to the car, turned it on, and he was gone. They were gone. Light from the headlamps shone on the blanket where they had been sitting 
 They searched for him every night for many days. 
 
 
 It has been occurring more frequently now, people going missing more and more. But we learned that they are not dead. They are taken into the silence. And as they grow, they hunt us more and more. They do n't like light, but they do n't like sound even more. They are growing smarter, and we are getting desperate. We've always been afraid of the dark, through some subconscious fear. We never knew until now. But we've learned, and now, we know to be afraid of the silence even more. They hunt us swiftly, and silence is the horn they use to hunt us. 
 
 
 Edit: writing this at work, will polish later.
