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Subj: SCARY RADIO TALE 12-APR
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PACKET RADIO STATION - BUENOS AIRES (GF05OM)
PYTHON SCHEDULED NEWSLETTERS (PSN)
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THE OLD YAESU FT-897 CRACKLED TO LIFE AT 3 AM, THOUGH MARK HADN'T
TOUCHED THE POWER SWITCH. THROUGH THE STATIC, A VOICE WHISPERED HIS
CHILDHOOD NICKNAMEONE ONLY HIS DEAD GRANDFATHER USED. "COME LISTEN TO
THE STARS, MARKY." THE SIGNAL CAME FROM 14.200 MHZ, A DEAD BAND AT
NIGHT. HE ADJUSTED THE VFO, BUT THE VOICE FOLLOWED HIM ACROSS
FREQUENCIES, GROWING CLEARER EACH TIME. "THE WIRES ARE HUNGRY," IT
SAID. "THEY'VE BEEN WAITING SINCE '63." MARK RIPPED THE MIC FROM ITS
HANGER. SILENCE. THEN, FROM THE SPEAKER BURIED IN HIS CLOSETTHE ONE
HE'D SOLD AT HIS GRANDFATHER'S ESTATE SALEA WET, BREATHING LAUGH
ECHOED THROUGH THE SHACK. THE POWER LIGHT ON THE DEAD RADIO BLINKED
ONCE. RED. LIKE AN EYE OPENING.
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