The Faded Frequency

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The radio crackled. It was a low, wet sound, like mud being pulled from a boot. I pressed the earpiece tight against my skull. The static was not empty. It was full. It hummed with a frequency I could feel in my teeth. "Unit Four, report," the voice said. It was Colonel Vance. His voice was smooth. It was cold. It was like ice sliding over glass. "Unit Four is here, sir," I said. My voice was...

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