The screams grew louder, pleading with him from across the field.

She began to rock the baby in her arms, but the screams grew louder.

The screams grew fainter and more distant as the survivors tried to escape into the building.

Within, the screams grew louder, ice started to form on the walls, and the blood began to flow.

The screams grew so loud she could hear words through the music.

That was when the voices, the screams, and the agony grew louder!

The screams of the condemned grew ever more piercing and beseeching.

Far off the last faint screams were growing silent.

For a moment the scream grew shrill, then it ceased abruptly.

The scream grew louder, full of fear and agony.