Silence-
The walls of Shawshank seem lonely. Hollow, like all the ghosts have fled.

No movement to disturb this quiet walk throught grey hallways, painted white. Nor their undisturbed residents.

I am at ease with the mark, silence's sword has left on tonight.

This air-less night is hallowed.

This air-less night has been claimed-

Until the ghosts return.

Yes
No
Do nothing