The Faded Frequency

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"Stop it," Halloway said, his voice flat as a stone dropped in still water. "Put the handset down, Thorne. You are insubordinate." I did not put it down. The receiver was heavy, warm with the heat of the vacuum tubes, and the static inside it had become a shape. It was a low, grinding hum, a frequency that sat just below the threshold of hearing, a sound like a saw cutting through wet wood. I...

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