The place where I work has an emergency alert public address system. I heard them test it once. It sounded a bit like the first part of the tripod sound from War of the Worlds:
I think it wouldn’t take more than a couple blasts from that before I’d evacuate something.
One of the creepiest real things like this that exists is Chicago’s tornado warning siren
EMISSION IMMINENT. TAKE SHELTER, STALKERS!
i would probably notice halfway in and panic because i wasn’t counting
I know what you’re thinking: “Did he hear eight blasts or only seven?” Well, to tell you the truth, in all this excitement I kinda lost track myself. But being as you’re supposed to evacuate the area, you’ve got to ask yourself a question: “Do I feel lucky?” Well, do ya, punk?
Pretty sure 7 blasts isn’t the “all clear nothing’s wrong here” signal
7 blasts and one in the middle which is 3/4 the length means you’re good to go!
What was seven or nine!?
That’s twelve, time for lunch!
While we’re all wondering what happens at 7 or 9 short blasts, I’m asking how a blast could even be long.
7 means 50% off at Golden Corral. 9 means thermonuclear missile imminent.
The dramatic tension would be better if we reverse them
