Huh Soundboard Novels & Stories

Hailey screamed. She blew the whistle. Silence. Valerius looked at her. "A whistle? That is your salvation? I don't have dog ears, girl. My auditory canals are—" SCREEEEEE. It wasn't the whistle that hurt him. The high-frequency sound wave bounced off the curved metal of the satellite dish above them. It focused the sound, amplifying it like a lens amplifies light. But that wasn't the damage. The sound wave hit the frequency of the Carrion Birds.

he weakly uttered as he sniffled softly. Kelvin pulled the birthday boy into a hug. "You're welcome. You're happy, right?" Kinsley nodded vigorously in response. "Good." The older boy chuckled. From a distance, by one of the windows of the school building, someone is gritting his teeth. "Tsk. He's too happy and crying over an effing phone,” he muttered. * * * "The great deaf is here!" One young werewolf announced as Kinsley entered a large room for the monthly meeting of the aspiring hunters, trackers, and warriors, even healers of the pack. The pack members in this group are ages twelve to seventeen, who will soon be given their rank.

Arching an eyebrow, I tried to read the words that sprouted out of her mouth. “Mind repeating once again?” I said, taking off the earphones. “I said, did your friends fucking ditch you for being the hungry slut you are?” She almost yelled, grabbing the attention of the crowd surrounding us. Massaging my right ear, I looked at her in confusion. “Kassie, once more, I cant seem to hear you.” “Its Kate.” She gritted out. “Look Kimberley, I’m not interested in your blabbering, leave.” I said, nonchalantly.

However, a closer look revealed the intricate Wyrd etchings on the motherboards. "These are 'Resonance Decoders,'" Thorne explained. "The moment you plug these into the Santa Clara hub, they’ll start mapping the Acoustic Prism’s frequency. It won't trigger their firewalls because the signal is passive—it’s essentially an electronic stethoscope." "And the credentials?" Xander asked, picking up a heavy, biometric-encoded ID card.

She took out her phone and played the said recording; and indeed, all of them heard buzzing noises, switching frequencies and long silence. "Could it be a signal jammer or some kind of device that does the same as the signal jammer?" Damian thought loudly, holding his chin. He appeared to be in deep thought, to him, he heard of a device that can jam noises— there's a specific word for them, although they are mostly known as jammers. However, he pushed the question to the back of his mind and listened to Hestia.