holy peak???

Then, through the static you hear a voice. It asks if you are alone, as it does every time. Your affirmation is met with what could be called approval, if silence could ever be called anything other than silence.

You frost the plastic receiver with rattled breath for a quiet moment. The quiet moments never stay for very long here. Like the many other dead men that interrupt your quiet moments, the voice on the phone breaks through once more:
"Your work is good"

The line disconnects, the static is in your head now.

This is what being alone feels like.