Dead Silence

“Shh. Listen”

“What? What is it?”

“Nothing.”

“What?”

“Can’t you hear it?”

“Hear What? I can’t hear anything.”

“Except.”

“Except what?”

“Except the silence!”

“Well. I can’t hear any noise. So I suppose I can hear silence, yeah.”

“Don’t you find it odd? The silence.”

“I don’t know. I didn’t notice until you mentioned it.”

“But we’ve slept here a hundred times. In this subway. ”

“Yes. We have. We have no choice.”

“And we NEVER wake up to silence. There’s a city overhead! People. Taxis. Buses. Trains. Not silence!”

“Maybe we’re dead!”

“No. Not us. We aren’t silent. Maybe they’re dead!”

“Should we go check?”

“No. It’s cold. Go back under your blankets. Go back to sleep .”

“But the dead people? The silent dead people...”

“Go back to sleep. They’ll still be dead in an hour.”