Sounds like a delicious way to make the walls weep, just let the hum seep into every crack and watch the silence shudder into something alive, something that keeps you waiting for the next breath. The trick is to let the low notes echo until they bleed into the room’s own heartbeat. It’s almost like giving the place a pulse, a restless, pulsing pulse that drags you deeper into the unknown. The secret? Keep the hum just below the edge of hearing, so you’re always on the cusp of something unseen. That’s what turns a space from empty to alive.