The Faded Frequency

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The static on the radio was not a sound but a presence, a thick, grey fog that filled the small, drafty studio of the Whitmore Institute, pressing against your eardrums like deep water. You sat at the mixing board, your fingers hovering over the faders, trembling not from the cold that crept up from the flagstone floor, but from the sheer, overwhelming weight of the silence that had just...

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