Dilophosaurus Sound Novels & Stories

sound. She folded the paper in half. A “snap” sound was heard as the folds lined up perfectly. Then she slipped the paper into the inner pocket of her suit. When the paper touched the pink dinosaur’s rubber belly, another “rustle” sound was heard. Her fingers paused for a moment inside the pocket’s fabric—her fingertips touched two things: paper and rubber. One was the butterfly that Olivia had drawn for her, and the other was the dinosaur that Daniel no longer wanted. Her fingers emerged from her pockets and hung down beside her body. The tips of her fingers touched the edge of the stone steps. The rough surface of the stone scraped against her fingertips, producing a “squeak” sound.

The girl leaned over to look and added something. Theo was talking about his dinosaurs. I could tell from the way he was handling them—picking them up one at a time, showing them to his friends, explaining things. The particular animation that came over him when he was describing something he cared about deeply was visible even from here, even through glass and distance. His hands were moving. He was holding up the Triceratops again, then the Ankylosaurus, then— "He has the Ankylosaurus," Louis said, with the satisfaction of a confirmed hypothesis. "I knew it."

Well, it is not that I am… Kruuu My thoughts were then disturbed. I hear some strangely familiar sound. Where did I get to hear that again? It seems like I forgot about that, but really… that sound is something that I have already heard before... And so, a strangely familiar phrase suddenly echoed in my head as if someone is telling it to me. 'They say that when there is darkness, there is light, but when there are two dinosaurs, there is a fight.' I ducked as I bent my knees, hearing that loud sound getting louder and louder as time passed by. Joined with how the ground suddenly made a rumbling sound, it is as if some big creatures are running towards my direction.

That idiot Lenny could comb through every damn room and still not find half as much as he did. Grinning smugly, Darius turned and walked toward the exit of the chamber. However, just two steps out, he heard something behind him. It was a faint, papery sound—like butterfly wings flapping, or maybe like brittle bones grinding together. He did not think much of it and kept walking. Yet, just as he neared the door, the sound suddenly grew louder. He rubbed his ear and frowned, then turned back to check. Nothing. "Dammit," he muttered and turned to go.

“Sound from where?” Melinda pressed a trembling hand to her ribs, wincing. “I called you earlier. Before we left the clearing. I heard it through the phone… something unnatural. Like thunder cracking inside a throat.” Valerius blinked once, then cursed. “I… His jaw tightened. “I picked up, but she screamed. Chloe made that sound. I… forgot you called.” Another scream tore from Chloe, her body arching, her eyes rolling back. Diana flinched. “God. She’s worse.”

All of a sudden, the eerie beat sounded like a magic spell that filled the sky with a kind of spookiness. Da-bam-bam-badump!!! The sounds were getting louder and louder. It sounded like an overture signaling that the dead were about to appear. “What is that sound?” Dalton Alroy, Tyr Summers, and the rest all heard the eccentric drum beat. The tune made those who heard it feel distraught, with a bad feeling also welling up in their hearts. Roar, roar, roar!!! As the hefty iron door opened, roar after roar came from the training square, like the sounds made by primitive beasts. The next second, one after another, human figures behaving like frenzied beasts scurried out from the laboratory.

"I am not your cure!" ​Before Dave could retaliate, the temperature plummeted to absolute zero. A sound rattled the air—a sharp, piercing howl that was half-human, half-beast, echoing from the eastern ridge. Before they could process it, a deep, guttural roar vibrated from beneath the earth, so powerful it cracked the stone ground beneath their boots. It sounded like a massive, reptilian creature waking from a centuries-old slumber. Shadows began to detach themselves from the trees, shifting and morphing into pale, aggressive silhouettes that rapidly circled them in the fog.

The voice that called this time was heavy and deep, like the sound of water droplets on a rock face. Da-dum-da-dum ... There was a drumbeat from a distance that was hammering away. The tremors were felt to the surface of the floor where Draco's body was lying. There was a sound of a flute and a stringed instrument being played. “Who is there? Please stop calling me…Urgh…”

And now a very 'cute' piliosaur named Fifi. All I want to do right now is to punch a nearby wall and hit my head on it for good measure until I bleed to death. The piliosaur's head was as tall as Byron and I could not see it's lower half to figure out how big it was. But judging from the size of it's head, I could only imagine. Fifi let out an animalistic growl that shocked us all. Byron stepped back while Rachel was now hugging the wall. I, on the other hand, have my back pressed against the wall as my eyes met with Fifi. I might be imagining it but the piliosaur seemed to be studying me. Suddenly it let out a small sound like a whimper and hauled itself up.

One big black toad was rumbling its throat fiercely before sticking its tongue out to a smaller mud slime in front of it. “GROAKKK!!” the sound erupted from its throat before its tongue latched onto the slime. The slime has no voice to sound as it was just made from water, so the only sound it could emit is ‘blob’ when it was hauled and swallowed by the giant toad.