The Voice

He sang on stage, the band playing the instruments as he shouted the words before the audience.

A man watched far away, looking at the singer. He slowly began to clench the air with his hand, thinking of the singer's throat.

The young man on stage started to choke.

The old man continued clasping the air tightly, the singer dropped to his knees. He gasped for air.

The crowd's screams could be heard. He went blue in the face, collapsing dead.

His last peep sucked in by that man.

"Thank you..." he whispered with his new voice, "Thank you indeed."