(Loki is falling in the void)
He finally understood why people feared silence.
The silence of the void was loud, the pressure slowly building in his lungs like they were about to explode.
But they did not.
The silence was unbearable, everlasting.
He didn't know how long he had been there.
Years. Months. Minutes. He didn't know, he didn't care.
The silence was disrupted, from a noise. An engine?
A ship collected him.
It was no longer silent.
He missed the silence.
The voice was so loud.