Audible Illusions の小説・ストーリー

Adrian, I'm afraid you'll have to come with me. The engine noise was deafening. Aside from that, one naughty hand acts arbitrarily. There were numerous rings that made my skin cold when my hand touched the skin of my stomach. ****

I called out, a sense of urgency in my voice, as I instinctively moved in the direction of the sound. From the depths of the bathroom, Guila’s voice echoed back to me, breaking the stillness. “I’m in the shower,” she shouted, her words reaching me like an echo through the tiled walls. It was in that instance of realization that I connected the dots: the auditory sensation I had picked up was indeed the rhythmic symphony of water cascading onto the bathroom floor.

“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.

I tested the microphone but there is no vibration with my voice. Until I felt something wet coming from my nose. I hold my nose and I saw blood. I wipe it through my gown. I looked around and then all of a sudden I was agape in sudden terror. My hands and feet were numb from fear being pumped through my veins. Right in front of me, we’re several or thousands of snakes hissing and slithering. There are no other people around except me. How can it be possible? I stared at my finger and I saw the snake engrave from the ring. It moves and bites my finger until I screamed out loud.

“However, if you want to practice it, you should have listen to binaural beats.” “B-binaural beats?” “It’s an auditory illusion perceived when two different pure-tone sine waves, both frequencies lower that 1500 Hertz, with less than 40 Hertz difference between them are presented to a listener dichotically. It will help you to focus, study, concentrate, and even sleep, but they can also help with lucid dreaming, too,” I said in detail. She gasped softly before she could say words. “Why does it need to be so complicated? Two frequencies being played at the same time in each ear? That’s hard.”

My heart clenched painfully. “No,” I whispered, shaking my head, trying to focus. “They’re not real. I won’t fall for it.” But the illusions moved closer, their eyes hollow, voices soft and accusing. “You failed them, Aurelia…” my mother’s voice called. “You left me!” my father shouted. I roared, trying to break free, lunging at them, but my hands passed through shadows. Pain shot through my chest, as though the illusions were physically pressing into me. “Focus!” I snapped to myself, teeth gritted, my pulse hammering. “The real fight is ahead.”

She was sure that, whatever it was that she felt, he must have felt it too. They broke the stare and looked elsewhere when Master Thomas, stepped into the class and the murmuring died abruptly. He moved to the board and wrote in bold: ENHANCED AUDITORY TRAINING. Then he took off his glasses... and smiled at them. Talia's heartbeat was racing uncontrollably and she avoided stealing a glance at Damon even though she ached doing so. The pace of her heartbeat gradually slowed down when Master Thomas began teaching. “The human ear can register sound between 20 and 20,000 Hertz. That’s good enough to hear a whisper…" He shrugged and started strolling between the desks.

Did I vere to the left or right without realizing it? Carden’s voice stops me before I walk into him. His shush is loud and clear. It instantly makes me feel foolish as it silences me, but my silence gives way to something else. A growling that comes from every direction. A rush of feet runs past us just out of sight to our right that heads somewhere in front of us. Nearly seconds later another rush of feet that sound behind us. More than one? An illusion? In a blink of an eye, he slides out his baton, quickly tapping it against his palm to slide the blade out.

Water made me nauseous and I felt like throwing up the whole time although I didn’t. I spent the day in bed and every sound reverberated through my skull, giving me stabbing pains and I flinched at every small sound. It felt like my hearing was enhanced and I could hear the twins crying downstairs. I heard the kitchen sink fill with water as Adara did the dishes. It felt like they were all right there in the room with me. I could hear my heart beating, the soft swish of the sheets beneath me. I could hear myself breathe but the most overpowering sound of all was the blood rushing through my veins. It was magnified and intense, thundering in my ears like the raging of a river.

patriarch was presiding over a kingdom of shadows. The Psychology of the Trap Silas reached into his vest and pulled out a small, handheld speaker. He didn't want to engage yet; he wanted to tenderize the meat. He pressed a button, and a low-frequency thrum began to vibrate through the library walls. It was an infrasound pitch—barely audible but designed to trigger the vestibular system's "fight or flight" response. It created a sense of impending doom, a biological certainty that something was wrong. "Do you hear that?" Sienna gasped, her voice climbing an octave. "It sounds like... like the house is breathing."