I saw what you did

The sound of heavy breathing fills the room, shallow gasps mixed with the occasional whimper. A sense of fear permeates the air, the tension palpable as the words "I saw what you did" hang in the air like a dark cloud. The voice is low, almost a whisper, yet it carries a weight that sends chills down your spine. It's a sound that lingers long after it has been spoken, haunting your thoughts and sending shivers down your spine. The soft click of a door closing resonates through the silence, followed by hurried footsteps moving away, a sense of urgency in their pace. The sounds of a key turning in a lock echo through the empty hallway, the metallic clink a final punctuation mark to the unfolding drama. You can almost hear the panic in the movements, the desperation to escape the consequences of the ominous message left behind. It's a cacophony of sound, a symphony of fear and suspense that grips you tightly. The rustle of papers being shuffled fills the room, the sound crisp and precise in the quiet space. The tension is thick, almost suffocating, as the voices around you grow louder, more insistent. The words "I saw what you did" are repeated like a mantra, each utterance sending a jolt of fear through your veins. The sound of betrayal hangs heavy in the air, a tangible presence that you can almost reach out and touch. The sharp sound of a phone ringing cuts through the silence, interrupting the eerie calm that had settled over the room. The sudden intrusion startles you, sending your heart racing as you reach for the receiver. The voice on the other end is a whisper, barely audible, yet it carries the weight of a thousand secrets. "I saw what you did," it repeats, each word a dagger to your conscience. The sound of your own breath catches in your throat, a mix of guilt and fear threatening to overwhelm you. The hum of a car engine in the distance grows louder, the sound approaching with a sense of foreboding. The wheels crunch on gravel as the vehicle comes to a stop, the door opening with a creak that reverberates through the night. Footsteps approach, steady and deliberate, each one sending a new wave of dread through your already tense body. "I saw what you did," the voice says again, clearer now, the accusation hanging heavy in the night air. It's a sound that sends a shiver down your spine, a harbinger of consequences to come. The soft whisper of a breeze outside the window carries the sound of distant sirens, a reminder of the ever-present threat of discovery. The night is alive with the cacophony of sound, each one a reminder of the secrets that lurk just beneath the surface. The words "I saw what you did" echo through your mind, a constant refrain that you can't shake. It's a sound that haunts you, a reminder of the choices you've made and the consequences that await. You can play and download these sounds here: [link to sounds].