Surround sound

___________________________________________________________________ Low vs. high sound waves 2nd Hypothesis: We believe that a low-frequency wave has a longer wavelength than a high-frequency wave.…

The sound of glass crunching under my boot echoed across the ruined city. Noise used to be comforting, now I despise it. Especially now. Not now, I can’t be found. I need to get the drop if needed, the crate is important. Walking down the street I hear multiple pairs of footsteps. No, they can’t find me. I sling my M4A1 over my shoulder and run into a building across the street. I ram through the door, knocking it off it’s hinges. It crashes to the ground with a bang, rubble crunching under it.…

Black. One of the three words that came to Essie’s mind as her eyes fluttered open and she squinted into the gloom of darkness around her. Mildew, was the second. She took deep breaths of the foul smell, confusion and panic began to settle in her gut as she couldn’t recall where she was currently or where she was previously. Cold, was the last word that crossed her mind as she felt around the black fringed shadows surrounding her. Her breaths came out heavy and harsh, she could feel a thin…

and banging cupboards had become a white noise that helped lul Jungkook into a deep sleep. Which is why he felt uneasy one fateful night when a silence fell over the apartment. There wasn't the usual slam of the door or the presence of footsteps. No sound of silverware on plates or voices deep in conversation. There was nothing. It was as if time had frozen all around him as he lay there in bed, eyes fixated on the ceiling. He turned onto his side, mattress squeaking under…

Akira’s P.O.V. Currently, Amaya and I were hiding in Kagura’s closet, in her room, which was located in her house… Which we technically broke into, well snuck into. Amaya was rustling too much, causing her to elbow my side. “Watch it.” I whispered, doing my best to conceal the pain in my voice. It was the end of the month, so Kimi had been with us for around two weeks and her transferring into the school was basically old news and it felt like she had been with us since forever by how well she…

Sheer Pain She is here, but she is not. She use to wake up every morning with a smile on her face and her big blue eyes would open wider than I have ever seen someone open their eyes. I remember when I was younger I would stay the night at her house quite often. She was always the first to wake me up, and she would have already prepared the biggest and most delicious breakfast a person could ask for. We would always play board games for hours upon hours and then go pick the fruits and veggies…

can be a freelance audio engineer. Sometimes musicians and voice actors will also be outsourced for the game but an Audio engineer will have to assist in the recording and editing of these sounds. As well as syncing the voice actors with the game characters. There is no set hours for an Audio Engineer or Sound designer, because of this these job roles can result in long, irregular hours. These roles would usually be working in recording studios. Working times for these roles could be either…

I had woken up on Saturday morning, my stomach growling like an angry tiger begging for food, my eyes puffy and red, black streaks running down my cheeks, my throat hoarse and my voice gone from the events that took place the night before. I felt my hair and pictured my mothers’ fingers running through it while stroking my back in order to get me to fall asleep. Throwing my legs off the bed, my purple fuzzy socks touching the cold wooden floor, I picked myself up and walked over to my dresser…

While listening to the first piece of music, which I am familiar with, "What Child Is This?" that is written by William Chatterton Dix, in 1865, using the method of active listening I have given my full attention. The more closely I have listened into, the more I felt it affecting me emotionally more than usually, because of the engagement the variety of different areas of the brain. Paying attention to the details in the well-known music like rhythm, melody, dynamics, harmonies, has helped me…

Inhale...exhale...inhale...exhale. Ginormous feet thundered behind me. How close was this monster? How close was this despicable beast? Was it huge and scary? Oh no, but it's legs were strong and powerful and the endurance this monster had made it hard to stay ahead. Thump...thump...thump. My racing heart matched the beat of this monster's feet. I had worked and ran and pushed myself too much to give it up now because this is where it counted. I didn't want to be left out of the pack or have…