Attention Getting Sound Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

She hesitated, her eyes wide as if she could see the sounds if she concentrated hard enough. This time, the sound did repeat and take shape. As it collided on the edge of her hearing over and over, it grew closer, louder. She recognized the sound of rocks grating against each other. The cadence of the sound was so familiar, the rhythm made with slow footsteps, approaching. Someone was walking through the landscaping rocks lining the perimeter of her new house, just above the window well that loomed beside her.

I let my mind wander while I work, losing track of time. clink clink clink clinkclinkclink A tinny metallic sound of something clattering on the floor catches my attention. I freeze and sniff the air. Just regular packhouse scents. I search my mind to recognize the sound. A bullet shell hitting a polished floor? I try to look beside, but with no left eye, it cuts my field of vision short. “Saint?” “What?” He growls, just as annoyed as I thought he would be. “Did you hear a bullet shell?”

He shrugged his shoulders and that was the only response he gave. “Now, we’re testing your ability to filter through the sounds around you.” He said, walking closer to where I stood. “What does that mean?” I asked, clearly lost. “It means that you have to focus on one single thing. This is the point where you let go of every single thought and noise and focus on just that one sound that you want to hear. It means that you focus so hard on it that even as faint as it may be or no matter the distance that it might be coming from, you can precisely pick it out and tell what it is.” Gwaine replied.

“Vampire ears are a little more sensitive than ours when it comes to low pitched sounds.” “The hissing noise.” He said looking around more alert and worried. Each one of us stares at each other in confusion. Then we start to smell it. A sweet smell of Gardenias. Oh no! “Don’t breath to deeply if you can help it! They are trying to put us under!” Zayden tells us in a hurry.

"Nah, I just wanted to concentrate on what I was doing so I shut out all the noise." "You can do that?" "Yes, he can." Mancini answered Connor before I could say anything. They all looked at him including Colton with looks that said they knew some shit that I didn't. "He has selective auditory attention." "I have what?" "It's what's commonly called selective hearing though most people don't really know what it's about so they use it in the wrong analogy. Simply put, it means your brain can ignore all auditory sound and focus on any one given thing, or you can shut it down completely like you just did. That last part is rare."

Make the right decision. All I can hear is a low, angry growl and I realise it is coming from me and Atari.

He was frowning in an unpleasant manner clearly not very happy with me for interrupting his match but he still stopped at the bottom of stairs next to the coat rack and said " what ?" " Are you making that sound ?" I asked my heart jumping a little when I heard the low thump again , all the possibilities flitted in my head with a huge headline that said ' burglar tries to attack two teenagers when their mum is busy shopping '.I could even imagine my fearful expression and Chris's prominent scowling face picture that the newspaper would print at the front page . Chris furrowed his brows apparently too confused by my question then hesitated for two seconds before he a

My heart starts to beat faster and I don't dare to breathe while I have put all my focus on listening for the sound. Minutes go by before I hear it again and this time closer than before!

He was so close, but I couldn’t understand what he was saying. Then, I heard the thudding, a soft sound drawing me in like music. I was so hungry. I searched for the sound, unable to focus as the sound seemed to echo and multiply around me. Soon, I realized that the sounds were coming from these people. From their hearts… From their blood…

The distance between the cars on the road was not close, the doors were closed and there was a lot of sound around, they couldn't hear the sound in the car closest to us let alone the sound from where we couldn't pinpoint the exact location. When I heard Rose's question, I didn't have time to think so I immediately nodded. "So do you know where they are?" Rose continued to ask, she was still amazed. I shook my head. “I have not been able to do that. When I concentrate and don't think about anything, I can hear sounds far away, but I still can't determine the location and direction of those sounds." “Then please try.” The driver spoke while concentrating on driving. My warning made the driver