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Hence, I crouched slightly, forcing myself to look calm. If I couldn’t hear Zack’s thoughts, I might have already lost control and attacked him. And if I did, the doctors would have me strapped down and signed into a psychiatric hospital. I smoothed the rage from my face and spoke calmly, “Where’s my baby? The one I just miscarried. It wasn’t even three months old.” Zack patted my head tenderly, faking sympathy. “It looks like we need to increase your dosage. You’re still hallucinating. You never got pregnant, and now you’re imagining a miscarriage.”

I can hear voices but nothing is making any sense. Everything sounds muffled like I’m under water. I want to open my eyes but my eyelids feel like they weigh a thousand pounds. I try to swallow but my throat is dry. The voices and sounds start to become less muffled. Is someone saying my name? “Audra. Audra honey, can you hear me?” Whose voice is that? What is that incessant beeping sound? What the hell is on my face?!

The unnerving, unmistakable growl of an animal. p

The audio filter disguised his natural vocal frequency, rendering it an absolute, robotic drone. "The billionaire thinks he can build a wall high enough to keep out the dark," the filtered voice rasped, the words laced with a cold, mocking amusement that made the muscle beneath my left eye tick aggressively. "You're smart, Ambrose. Your data models are impressive. Your security grid is formidable. But you're missing the primary equation."

The movement causes the hidden earpiece to shift slightly. "Stop fidgeting," Aureliano’s voice whispers in my ear. It is a low, granular sound that vibrates directly against my skull. It feels intimate, possessive, as if he is standing right behind me, his breath hot on my neck. "I can hear your heart rate," he murmurs. "It’s spiking." "I'm waiting for a monster, Aureliano," I whisper back, barely moving my lips. "Forgive me if I have a pulse."

Laura replied. “Oh, how are they now? I’m sure they won’t miss you much,” Audrey replied with a smile. “They are fine; Jason was helpful with that,” Laura replied with a smile. “Oh, I see,” Audrey stated, looking amused. Laura looked up to stare at Audrey. “I don’t think you do, at least not what you are supposed to see from the sound of that,” she replied. Audrey chuckled, her tab vibrating as she said, “Well, I am seeing what I am supposed to see perfectly well.”

If they did too little, they would freeze. Audrey descended into the core, her hands glowing with the bronze lines of the Union. She wasn't just a leader now; she was a Tuning Fork. She pressed her palms against the primary thermal conductors, closing her eyes and reaching out into the frozen crust below. She felt the lattice of the ice—not as a dead thing, but as a structure of perfect, geometric order. It was beautiful, cold, and indifferent. "I have the frequency," Audrey gasped, her breath frosting in the air. "Lucas, hit the primary hammers! Give me a steady 440-hertz pulse!"

Felt more than heard. Like pressure sitting against the skin. Alessandre crouched slowly near the source. His eyes sharpened. Tracking the rhythm. The frequency. The pattern. Advanced. Very advanced. But not impossible. He activated the device in his hand. A faint vibration pulsed outward. Invisible waves dispersing through the darkness. Silent to human ears. But not silent to the system. The hum changed instantly. Subtle. But enough. Alessandre watched carefully. The air ahead shimmered.

Adom squints and almost hangs up. "- No, no thank you. None for me," Adom has to stop walking to make sure he's hearing right. It's Alexander. That's definitely Alexander's voice. Adom can pick it out even amongst a crowd, has it embedded in his mind. "Adom? Hey, can you hear me?" Alexander says over the line, his voice warm and soft against Adom's ear.

Abby closed her eyes again because she did not know what else to do. When that young lady was about to fall asleep, suddenly she heard a loud voice, so could not fall asleep. Abby swore spontaneously because the sound disturbed her hearing senses. A woman with thin eyebrows was reluctant to get out of bed because sleepiness still covered her body. The same sound had not stopped yet, which makes the hot chocolate lover even more annoyed.