text_original: 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: 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: 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.