PART ONE : The Noise : 1)

My name is Jane.
Jane Douven.
And sitting here, staring at the empty air, I see once again all the faces staring back at me. There are millions of them, billions of them. Just watching. Just looking.
Eyes so sad and disconnected. Faces lifeless, haunting. Oh so haunting.
They speak, constantly, they talk to me. For I am the only one, Jane Douven, who can hear their voice.