Lean in closer to hear better.

"--Whit-- Al-- For da-- if anyone is out the--- skinny --- and deep black--- canni---" the static kept interrupting the announcer.
"What is it?" Agustin ask from the sofa.
"Silence!" I hissed at him.
I slowly turned the knobs on the TV to get a better signal...
"Barr--- ca-- Do not o--"
"Its not working!" Greg complains.
"No!" the voice had become clearer, success!
"Get them out!" we could faintly hear shrill cries in the background.
A loud crash was heard from inside the studio. Then nothing...

We all sat confused, till Agustin (Who had moved closest to the TV) silently said
"Wait! Listen..."
I leaned in closer too
"Sounds like breathing?" i said to him
"And footsteps" he said
I could hear them too. Sounded like some one sneaking.

"You think they were raided?" Greg asked, he was clearly scared.

No answer could comfort him--