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In his intense silence he somehow screamed with his whole body. The eyes wide with horror, the mouth rigid and open, his chalky face gaunt and immobile, the fists clenched with blanched knuckles and the nails digging deeply into the palms of his hand.

hiccup described this, April 19, 2012.

It was the kind of scream that made your blood run cold. It pierced the brain and ignited some primeval pathway. Adrenaline surged through my veins, fight or flight, stand or run, be a hero or a coward. As my fingers curled around the black handle of the bread knife my decision was made.

hiccup described this, April 19, 2012.

The scream tore through me like a great shard of glass. I felt my eyes widen and pulse quicken, my heart thudding like a rock rattling in box. The scream came again, desperate, terrified... human. The blood drained from my face, before I was even aware of making a conscious decision my legs were pounding furiously on the uneven muddy track, my ears straining for more sounds, more clues as to where it had come from. I had no clue as to what I'd do when I got there, just that I had to get there, fast.

james described this, April 19, 2012.

Boy, what a scream that was. It made the hair strand straight up on the back of my neck. It was the loudest most piercing scream I had ever heard. It sounded like a scream of wild panic. A scream of hysteria and disbelief, bordering on terror.

found in “The Cockroach War”, authored by Jonathan Harlen. james added this, April 19, 2012.

She screamed like a baby in a tumble dryer, garbled, muffled, intermittent, but none the less distressing and intense.

hiccup described this, April 19, 2012.