Novel & Cerita The Voice On The Radio

Then, he said coldly, "Let me speak to my son." "He's trapped in the sub-basement with the others. Radio communication is spotty because of all the metal and interference. But I can try—" "Do it. I want to hear from Kayden directly." I grabbed my radio, switching to the frequency Kayden and I had been using. "Kayden? Your father wants to talk to you." Static. Then Kayden's voice, distant and broken: "—copy. Put him on." I held the phone close to the radio speaker. "Go ahead, Russio."

Things like that only ever happen around me. I pull my knees up to my chest and rest my forehead against the cold glass. The fog thickens, swallowing the trees, the road, the world. For a moment, I swear I hear something in the static of the radio—a soft tone, almost like a voice. Almost like my name. Raven. My heart jumps. I look at Ms. Carter again, but she doesn’t flinch. Maybe I imagined it. Wouldn’t be the first time. We pass a crooked wooden sign:

Nana replied, turning the dial on the radio. Thinking Out Loud by Ed Sheeran started playing. But a few seconds later, the radio screeched loudly and turned off. “Seems like it’s faulty,” Josh noted. “And I really wanted to listen to just that song,” Jems pouted sadly. Just then, Ethan walked back in. “Worry not! Ethan here has a great voice and can sing it for you,” Josh announced. “You wish,” Ethan scoffed. “I never knew you could sing, Mr. Reynolds,” Emily said, intrigued.

However, at that moment, I merely whistled into the phone. It was a special frequency, mimicking the Predator's Song, but more inconspicuous and deathly. He was suddenly silent. Then, he screamed, "Water? Why is there water?! Help! My lungs!" He gurgled as he hung up. I placed my phone down and adjusted my blouse. Since I had taken over the Echoes from Below radio application, I was going to manage it properly. I had to change the first rule. [This station's signal may extend into reality. If you see a monster in real life, please firmly believe that it's your neighbor.]