An awful chill passed through him, that no feathers could shield against.

Now I will have no choice, he thought, that chill passing over him again.

A chill passed along his spine; it had nothing to do with the cold or the wind.

A cold chill passed through me, and my mind began to race.

A sudden chill passed through him, and a terror touched his heart.

A chill passed along his spine, consuming him with cold.

But the chill had passed through him, becoming a deep jarring shock.

The shadows and the chill passed from the room with them.

The chill of the wine abruptly passed straight into her bones.

A chill passed through me then and my mind raced to reason out what I was seeing.