Attention Getting Sound Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

You have to win this! "What nonsense is this! This is total bullshit! How can they expect us to tackle such a difficult task at the very first competition?" Jessica starts screaming. "Silence!" I say and she stops. Good gracious! I place my hand on my forehead and close my eyes. Think! Why will they put up the sound of a gong bell until and unless...My eyes fly open. "The sound is the signal!" I say. But it is going continuously like the movement of the logs. There is some connection between the two. Hmm...I look at the movement of the logs and listen to the sound. And then it clicks. "I got it! It's the sound of the third bell when the logs align apart in a way that if we walk straight the

The crying did not carry, which was what made it easy to miss. It was not loud or shrill or frantic enough to trigger alarm. Instead, it threaded itself into the morning sounds of the ward, slipping between rolling carts, low voices, and the constant murmur of machines. A child’s distress rendered small by scale and location was noticeable only to someone already attuned to listening. Lena noticed it immediately. She was walking toward the nurses’ station with a folded note in her hand, her mind still half anchored in Evelyn’s room, when the sound caught at her awareness. She slowed without thinking and turned her head just enough to locate it, her attention shifting before she consciously d

His ears lifted up to pick up the sound again. Austin became alarmed and also looked around. Listening to what his beta was hearing. “What? What is it?” he asked. “I’m hearing a multitude of noises from you.” “Oh,” said Austin. He looked at Agatha who was holding his tiny baby. Solomon was making smacking noises. “Your majesty?” asked Grump again. “What is it that I’m hearing?” “It’s just- It’s just that…” Austin snorted to himself as he didn’t know how to tell the surprise to Grump. His insides was tickling with happiness.

It was the only logical device anyone would rather choose to have their attention. “Hello sweetheart…” Roman’s voice sounded deeper than I remembered it. The background noise from the static TV created some kind of false buzz around us. The only other two people in the green dully lit waiting area were pretty much difficult to tell if they were here on attendance or they were already dead. They didn't move for a second or even react to the sound of new voices in the environment. It was only when I heard ‘my wife’ that I knew I had to turn around and give my full attention.

"I just vaguely heard a strange sound, a bit like beep... beep... something like that, that kind of electronic sound..." Roger was sure that he heard correctly. His soul strength was much stronger than that of ordinary people, and with the blessing of the transparent world, he could even hear subtle special sounds that ordinary people and even animals could not hear. "call..." Franka let out a breath. Not daring to show any signs of neglect, she quickly informed Razer through her earphones. at this time. The first half of the concert also ended here.

“Sounds like it’s all over,” Jack murmured as the screams from the crowd made its way into their locker room. Even though the locker room was supposed to be soundproof, basically meaning that no sound should enter or go out, they could hear Davies’ name being chanted strongly. This wasn’t just because they had better sensory organs. Even if normal humans were here, they would hear the massive roar of the audience. The loud roar of the audience announced the winner.

Florence, however, found these conversations uninteresting and struggled to pay attention. Startled by the sudden surge of loud music from the stage, Florence dropped her fork in pain. Her right ear was particularly sensitive to such sounds, a condition that her doctor had previously warned her about. An orchestra provided live music for the affluent attendees of the ballroom, but Florence found the noise overwhelming. She struggled to cope with the sound, instinctively holding and covering her hearing aid to alleviate the discomfort.

The specific quiet of a person receiving something they did not ask for and are not sure what to do with. Then Lyra makes the laugh sound. Not at a face this time. At nothing visible. A specific thing that has caught her attention in the way that things catch two-month-old attention, completely and without reference to what anyone else is looking at. It is the realest sound I have heard in a long time. The building hums around us in the way it always has. Bastien's calls from the library. Soren's typing from the secondary desk. The specific creak of the elevator that I have been hearing for three years. The winter light from the kitchen window.

He had just passed by a garden, when a small shrill scream reached his ears , forcing his neck to snap towards sideward as he turned Ina alert. Furrowing his brows, he wondered what it was that made such a sound. Lucious listened again, his senses were on high alert, looking out for any form of danger. When he heard none, he turned back to leave thinking it might have just been part of his imagination. He had barely moved a step when the small scream came again then another then another scream came again, forcing Lucious to turned backwards and walk towards the direction it was coming from; the garden.

'hmmm… hmmm…' A faint sound was heard. Aditi stood still... She held her breath, unsure if she’d imagined it. But then...the sound came out again. Hmmm… hmmm… low and in pain. She quickly stood up and wiped her face with trembling hands. “Is… someone there?” she called out, glancing around. No one responded, but the sound came again. She followed it, slowly stepping forward, then turned her eyes down toward the lower part of the hill just beyond the bushes.