When her voice filtered through again, there was something akin to pleading in it.

Another affirmation was shouted out, and after a long moment, someone's voice filtered over the speaker.

First one voice, then another, filtered back over the receiver.

A sleepy voice filtered through the one-inch wood of the door.

Data's voice filtered through the panel positioned next to the door.

A voice filtered over the loudspeaker set in one corner of the room.

The computer's consistently efficient female voice filtered into the room.

A voice finally filtered through the receiver's tiny black holes.

But the lights had just died when Eve's voice filtered through the room.

Distant voices, laughing and singing, filtered across the stone space.