The needle began to creep over to the right of the dial.

At the same time, the needles on the power board began to stir.

The needles began to fall and gradually families stopped coming.

Soon, he knew, the needle would begin to climb.

The needles on the Goosegg began to whip across the graph paper.

As I took the second sight, the needle began to drift, and the meter dropped to zero.

The needle began to sweep around the dial in a series of pauses and swings almost too fast to watch.

Another itchy little needle of reality was beginning to force itself upon me.

The needle caught her in the neck and began to dissolve.

Not 10 minutes later, the needle began its march east.