"The Frequency"

"Everyone has a sound. Most are just background noise, but some... some are a warning."
Elara is a silent observer in a world of loud masks. While others see a face, she hears the frequency-the subtle shifts in tone, the static of a lie, the low-frequency hum of danger. She's the wolf hiding in a flock of sheep, waiting for the right moment to strike.
But when a man with a "power-hum" so loud it vibrates in her bones enters her world, the observer becomes the observed. In a game where every vibe is a clue and every silence is a threat, can Elara trust her own frequency, or is the static finally taking over?