The dead do not scream when they die.They scream when they are remembered wrong.Iris Calder works with records-death certificates, incident reports, the quiet paperwork that turns lives into language. When she's sent to digitize files in a dying town, she expects dust, clerical errors, and long days alone.Instead, the records begin to change.Causes of death rewrite themselves.Photographs bleed.People who were buried "peacefully" begin to rot violently, their bodies correcting the lies told about them.The screaming doesn't come from graves.It comes from memory.As Iris uncovers a buried truth beneath a collapsed mine and decades of softened deaths, she realizes the horror isn't haunting the town-it's enforcing accuracy. Every lie told about the dead has a physical cost, and the price is paid in bone, breath, and unbearable revelation.When the truth finally surfaces, it doesn't stop at one town.Hospitals. Care facilities. Official language. Institutional mercy.The screaming spreads.To survive, Iris must learn when to listen, when to correct, and when the truth itself becomes too much for any single person to carry.THE DEAD DO NOT SCREAM is a brutal, original supernatural horror novel about memory, guilt, and the violence of "kind" lies. There are no rituals, no demon names, no systems to save you-only truth, and what it does to the body when it's been denied too long.This book is for readers who want horror that: Feels disturbingly realTurns language into a weaponLeaves no comfort intactAnd lingers long after the last pageOnce you read it, you'll never look at an obituary-or the word peaceful-the same way again.