text_original: His eyes came back to the nearest chest, and he jammed the point of his corroded bar beneath the flange of a tight fitting lid. * * * * * The hidden room was cool, but Garry Connell wiped the sweat from his eyes when he ceased his frantic efforts. The metal bar clanged loudly upon the floor beside him. He stood, breathing heavily, his eyes on the metal cover that refused to move. And in the silence there came to him again that strange, prickling apprehension.
text_transcription: HIS EYES CAME BACK TO THE NEAREST CHEST AND HE JAMMED THE POINT OF HIS CORRODED BAR BENEATH THE FLANGE OF A TIGHT FITTING LID THE HIDDEN ROOM WAS COOL BUT GERY CONALL WIPED THE SWEAT FROM HIS EYES WHEN HE CEASED HIS FRANTIC EFFORTS THE METAL BAR CLANGED LOUDLY UPON THE FLOOR BESIDE HIM HE STOOD BREATHING HEAVILY HIS EYES ON THE METAL COVER THAT REFUSED TO MOVE AND IN THE SILENCE THERE CAME TO HIM AGAIN THAT STRANGE PRICKLING APPREHENSION
phonemes: hɪz ˈaɪz kˈeɪm bˈæk tə ðə nˌɪɹɪst tʃˈɛst, ænd hiː dʒˈæmd ðə pˈɔɪnt ʌv hɪz kɚɹˈoʊdᵻd bˈɑːɹ bᵻnˌiːθ ðə flˈændʒ əvə tˈaɪt fˈɪɾɪŋ lˈɪd. ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk ðə hˈɪdən ɹˈuːm wʌz kˈuːl, bˌʌt ɡˈæɹi kˈɑːnəl wˈaɪpt ðə swˈɛt fɹʌm hɪz ˈaɪz wɛn hiː sˈiːst hɪz fɹˈæntɪk ˈɛfɚts. ðə mˈɛɾəl bˈɑːɹ klˈæŋd lˈaʊdli əpˌɑːn ðə flˈɔːɹ bᵻsˈaɪd hˌɪm. hiː stˈʊd, bɹˈiːðɪŋ hˈɛvili, hɪz ˈaɪz ɔnðə mˈɛɾəl kˈʌvɚ ðæt ɹᵻfjˈuːzd tə mˈuːv. ænd ɪnðə sˈaɪləns ðɛɹ kˈeɪm tə hˌɪm ɐɡˈɛn ðæt stɹˈeɪndʒ, pɹˈɪklɪŋ ˌæpɹihˈɛnʃən.