Haruki Murakami. Wonderland without brakes and end of the world (№ 5274)

And flooded the silence from which whined in his ears. Absolute silence in the perfect dark. More terrible than any of the worst sound in the world. For the sound, no matter how unpleasant it may be, we can somehow relate. But the silence is zero. Great "mu", which is around us and anything other than a lack of anything.