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ASHESS OF SILENCE

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Ashes of Silence > A past buried in blood. A present wrapped in pain. A future burning with questions. Joseph never asked for this life. Trapped between violence, trauma, and the weight of silence, he walks the edge between survival and collapse. But in a city where the streets never forget, silence doesn't mean peace. Sometimes, silence is a scream waiting to be heard. ---
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Chapter 1 - CHAPTER 1 : "THAT'S NIGHTMARE AGAIN?"

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> Gunshots. Screams. A little girl crying. Bodies falling. Then, silence.

A heartbreaking cry from a broken child:

Joseph: Why!? Why!! WHYYYYYYYYYYY?!!!

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[Five years later - Morning, in a small dark room]

Joseph suddenly sits up in bed, panting, drenched in sweat.

Joseph: Haa... That damn dream again.

His grandmother's voice echoes from the hallway.

Grandma: You had that nightmare again?

Joseph: I thought you'd stopped spying on my nights...

Grandma: I worry, that's all. You should pray before sleeping, it would calm you.

Joseph: Pray? Did you see where that got me last time? If He really existed, my parents would still be here. My sister too.

Grandma: Joseph...

Joseph: No. He didn't lift a finger. He let them die like dogs. So He better leave me alone now.

Joseph gets up, puts on his hoodie, and grabs his phone.

Joseph: I'm heading out.

Grandma: Don't you want to eat something?

Joseph: I'll go to Maïck's.

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[Hallway - Charles, the grandfather, calls out with a harsh voice]

Grandpa: Hey, kid!

Joseph: What now, old man?

Grandpa: Don't bring any trouble here. This house ain't some gang hideout.

Joseph: I see... I'll do my best not to dirty your precious environment.

Joseph slams the door without looking back.

Grandpa: Tch... That kid's gonna end up in jail.

Grandma: Charles, you can't talk like that! He's your grandson!

Grandpa: Nothing proves he's mine. His mother ruined my son, and now he's on the same path.

Grandma: He's angry, not bad. He's just in pain.

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[Outside - In front of an abandoned gas station]

Joseph waits. He watches the street, silent. A motorcycle approaches. A young man in a cap nods at him.

Maïck: Yo, bro! Still alive?

Joseph: Sadly for you.

Maïck: You look more depressed than usual. That's nice to see.

Joseph: Hand me the helmet, I'm not in the mood to talk.

Maïck hands him the helmet with a smile. Joseph gets on the motorcycle.

Maïck: Got work waiting at the depot. There's something new.

Joseph: What kind?

Maïck: The kind that brings in big cash... or makes heads roll.

Joseph: Perfect. It'll keep my mind busy.