The Volume of Rage [Fiction | Horror] by Sevastian Winters

She doesn’t disappear all at once.She’s erased inch by inch.In a fluorescent-lit office where silence is rewarded and credit is quietly stolen, rage has a sound—and it’s being turned down. Meetings end, voices vanish, and something in the building is feeding on what goes unsaid.When a doorway appears where none should exist, the truth comes into focus: this isn’t burnout, and it isn’t imagination. It’s a thing that survives on swallowed anger, mimicking confidence, wearing stolen faces, and hollowing people until no one remembers they were ever there.This is a psychological horror story about power, silence, and what it costs to keep the peace.About what happens when you don’t speak—and what it takes to be heard again.Put your headphones on.Turn the volume up.Some stories don’t want to stay quiet.