AN: Now with less grammatical and spelling errors
First it's a high pitched tone, going up and down rhythmically, which she assumes is an issue with her headset, translator, or something creaking from the vents. There's a sound like beeping or tapping, sometimes she thinks it's Shepard or Garrus but when she looks they're silent. She thinks there are voices far off in the distance; unsure of their direction she asks if they can hear them. When Garrus says he doesn't hear anything Liara begins to worry. The rooms are closing in on them, and every time she turns her gaze to another area expecting a narrow hall, it's as if the room explodes silently back out. It's disorienting, like expecting one more step in a flight of stairs.
Someone is watching them, she's sure of it. Cameras, maybe there are bugs placed to spy on the Asari who normally live here. It makes sense that they need to keep track, and someone could be watching them now like Veetor did years ago. Does Shepard know where she's going? Why does Garrus keep so close to the Commander? What does he know that makes him cling to her like that when he normally hangs back? Liara still hears voices in the distance, but sometimes she hears voices behind closed doors. She doesn't mention it again, does Garrus not say anything because he doesn't hear them, or is it something more? She needs to keep an eye on them, they are keeping something from her but Liara doesn't know what. Their lying and the people watching and the voices are getting to her. She wants to shake it off.
Liara has been on edge since learning that Ardat-Yakshi live here. She's barely kept a handle on her fear after the dark elevator shaft, imagining Asari jumping out to kill them. As the first of the creatures screams in the distance Liara is only slightly validated that her companions heard it too this time. When she lays eyes on the creature Liara feels the compulsion that warns her something is wrong with her, with her mind. It's like hearing an order to shoot them; Liara feels her arms shake caught between a need to protect herself from them and from knowing that she would never kill her friends like this. Something is wrong, something is very wrong. Forcing herself to shoot at the creature and not at her friends, cowering behind a wall, Liara rubs at her temples. This is all wrong, why can't they hear this, what am I hearing, what if I'm—Benezia's labored and pained words return, pounding on the glass, fingers on my spine. Pleading for them to kill her.
The urge grows stronger. If she just kills them this will stop, she will be safe, but she cannot kill herself. Her gun clatters to the floor as she fights it. If she is indoctrinated, she will give them every benefit. Teeth are at my ear, compelled and believing in his word above your own, subsumed.
When the bomb finally goes off Liara almost cries in relief. The pressure gone, that aching pressure gone.