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Silence was Sierra's greatest enemy. It gnawed at her insides, and turned her mind into a muddled mess. It was the inactivity that got to her, the way time had slowed down to a crawl and there was nothing she could do about it.
How long had she been here for? How many hours, days or weeks had she spent tied down like this? There wasn't a single window in the room, nor a clock with which she could have been able to tell the time. She hadn't slept since she was brought her, out of fear more than anything else. She was terrified of what would become of her if she was foolish enough to fall asleep.
The silence gave way to dull buzzing which remained in her head throughout. It was as if her mind had come up with that sound just to keep her occupied. And yet, the sound was so irritating t
