Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. I never had the chance to take for granted the innate ability of other Golani to create vibrations with their larynxes, proliferating through the air to activate the auditory pili protruding from the periphery of their skulls, activating the electrochemical impulses terminating in their auditory cortexes which facilitate oral communication. I understand the mechanics perfectly well. Yet, my pili are purely aesthetic. I was born with a rare condition called Pillaphasea. My pili have no neuronal connections to my brain. I have never even heard my mother's voice, and now I watch her writhe helplessly in terror as the oxygen evaporates almost instantaneously from her blood, imagining how her screams might sound for the first time in my life.