Echoes in the Silence

I never expected anything unusual when I went in for my routine MRI. Just a dull ache behind my right ear that wouldn’t go away, and my doctor thought it might be a sinus issue or a pinched nerve. Standard stuff. I even brought a book to pass the time.

anything unusual — sounds, sensations, dreams. Anything at all.”

“Dreams?” I echoed. “This is something… conscious?”

“We don’t know,” she said again. But her eyes told me she feared otherwise.

That night, I barely slept. I kept the lamp on and my notebook next to me, just in case.

Around 2 a.m., I must’ve dozed off. When I woke up — or thought I did — my room was completely silent. But the silence felt unnatural. Pressurized. Like everything was holding its breath.

And then I heard it.

A soft clicking sound, like tapping glass. Slow at first. Then faster, like code. My eyes scanned the dark ceiling, my ears straining to locate it. And then — beneath the clicks — a hum. A low, layered tone that vibrated in my chest rather than my ears. It wasn’t music. It was more like… language. I couldn’t understand it, but something in it felt aware.

I reached for my notebook but froze when I saw the mirror across the room.

There was something in the reflection.

Not in the room. Just in the glass.

A shape, vaguely humanoid, but thin and impossibly tall. It moved without moving — like it unfolded through dimensions I couldn’t see. And its face — or what passed for a face — had ridges.

Spirals.

Exactly like the scan.

I tried to scream, but my mouth wouldn’t open. My body wouldn’t move. I was paralyzed, eyes locked on the reflection, the hum growing louder — almost comforting now, like it was syncing with my heartbeat.

Then I woke up.

Soaked in sweat. Heart pounding. The notebook was on the floor.

When I picked it up, my hands were shaking so badly I almost dropped it again.

There was writing inside.

But not mine.

Three lines, scrawled in jagged ink:

“You are the chamber.
We speak in silence.
Do not open the door.”

I didn’t go back to sleep.

The next day, I called the radiologist. Asked if she’d ever had patients mention anything like this. Her voice was tight.

“Some. Not all. But… enough.”

“Do any of them get better?”

“Some stop hearing it,” she said. “But usually… only after it speaks clearly for the first time.”

“And then?”

There was a pause.

“They disappear. Quit jobs. Move. One walked into the sea.”

I stared at the phone.

“I’ll schedule your follow-up in three months,” she said gently. “Unless something changes.”

I didn’t tell her about the reflection. Or the writing.

I didn’t tell anyone.

But now, every night, I hear it a little more clearly. The hum becoming words. And behind them, the clicking.

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