Status Updates From Taste for Trouble (Blake Br...

Cute
A little to many details of the surroundings and uninteresting things

This wasn’t just the absence of sound. It was like a vacuum. A black hole that sucked up everything in its gravitational pull, a menacing void that promised death and destruction, or at the very least, the permanent disappearance of anything unlucky enough to wander too near its sphere of influence.

It was like standing on the edge of a cliff, looking at the drop and wondering.