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The Dead Frequency: The Station That Broadcasts From Hell · Ghost stories and the Unusual Paranormal podcast

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  Speaker 1: Come closer. I'll tell you a story.
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  Speaker 2: Come gather round and I'll tell you a tale of
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  Speaker 2: a man who rides where the living turn pale.
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  Speaker 1: With a lantern in hand.
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  Speaker 2: And a coat black as night, Joe the Ghost Guy
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  Speaker 2: goes where there's no light. He slept in the stride
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  Speaker 2: Where the old guest still stayed He stood in the
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  Speaker 2: bucket of blood Where it never washed away He rode
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  Speaker 2: into Holbrook Where the Blevins men fell.
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  Speaker 1: He drank in Gunslinger Gulch With the outlaws from hell.
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  Speaker 2: He knelt by full hollow Where the blue lady weeps
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  Speaker 2: And he walked through the gold field Where Elizabeth sleeps
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  Speaker 2: She rattled her chains In a voice cold and thin Said, Joe,
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  Speaker 2: you won't you stay These are the ghost stories of strangers.
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  Speaker 1: He walked through Eastern State where the silence screams.
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  Speaker 2: He saw the phantom blue horse in the dark of
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  Speaker 2: his dreams. He met Salem's witches and the ripper's cold stare.
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  Speaker 1: And the count in his castle.
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  Speaker 3: Still waiting up.
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  Speaker 2: He heard the raven tapping at the chamber door and
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  Speaker 2: Frankenstein's monster crying out for more.
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  Speaker 3: Now some say he's crazy.
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  Speaker 1: And some say he's brave but he carries their stories.
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  Speaker 2: Up out of the grave Koth the Raven Nevermore Right
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  Speaker 2: on Joe the Ghost Guy Through the graveyard and.
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  Speaker 1: The gloom Where the dead keep on.
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  Speaker 2: Whispering In every haunted room Koth the Raven Nevermore But
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  Speaker 2: the dead don't hear that word So when the wind
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  Speaker 2: starts howling and you hear a knock at your door,
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  Speaker 2: stay spooky, friend. One last church bell.
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  Speaker 4: Previously on Ghost Stories and the Unusual Paranormal Podcast. Joe
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  Speaker 4: the Ghost Guy told us a special Halloween episode about
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  Speaker 4: a family who celebrated Halloween in a town that doesn't
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  Speaker 4: celebrate the holiday. And for good reason, too. The town
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  Speaker 4: had a scary and horrible event happen to them where
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  Speaker 4: children were disappearing. And exactly one year later, they returned
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  Speaker 4: in the exact same costumes that they disappeared in. The
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  Speaker 4: kids were not the same ever again. They had a
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  Speaker 4: different look about them. And the family saw the mysterious, dark,
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  Speaker 4: tall man in black with a top hat. And the
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  Speaker 4: evil harvester.
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  Speaker 1: Who had a pumpkin for a head.
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  Speaker 4: And the evil and horrible aftermath. And the outcome that
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  Speaker 4: happened to the family and the town itself. Where is
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  Speaker 4: he going to go next? Let's tune into this episode
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  Speaker 4: and see, shall we? On Ghost Stories and the Unusual
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  Speaker 4: Paranormal Podcast. with your spooky ghost investigator, Joe the Ghost Guy.
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  Speaker 3: The following story you're about to hear was made by
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  Speaker 3: one of our listeners who happened to ask me about
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  Speaker 3: this episode. So this episode is requested by... by one
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  Speaker 3: of our listeners. So, good evening, ladies and gentlemen, and
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  Speaker 3: welcome back to Ghost Stories and the Unusual Paranormal Podcast.
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  Speaker 3: I am your spooky host, Joe the Ghost Guy. Tonight,
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  Speaker 3: I want you to imagine something. You're driving alone on
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  Speaker 3: a deserted highway It's just after midnight. Where there are
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  Speaker 3: no headlights behind you. No houses. No towns. Only darkness
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  Speaker 3: stretching for miles and miles. In every direction. Your radio
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  Speaker 3: begins to crackle. You reach towards the dial. Searching. For
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  Speaker 3: another station. Something. Like country music. Nothing but static. A preacher.
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  Speaker 3: More static.
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  Speaker 1: And then. A voice.
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  Speaker 3: A voice that knows your name.
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  Speaker 1: A voice.
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  Speaker 3: That knows. Where you're going. a voice that tells you
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  Speaker 3: exactly how you're going to die. But here is the
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  Speaker 3: terrifying part. The person speaking died more than 70 years ago.
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  Speaker 3: And the radio station you're listening to, well, it burned
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  Speaker 3: to the ground Back in 1953. Tonight. We are entering.
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  Speaker 3: The world of the haunted. Radio frequency. Mysterious transmissions. And voices.
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  Speaker 3: That should never have been heard. This is a fictional nightmare.
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  Speaker 3: Of station. WDRK. A radio station that doesn't broadcast to
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  Speaker 3: the living. A station that doesn't appear on any map.
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  Speaker 3: And a frequency that can only be heard just after midnight.
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  Speaker 3: This is The Dead Frequency. October 31st. 1953. Deep in
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  Speaker 3: the mountains of northern Pennsylvania stood a lonely radio transmission tower.
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  Speaker 3: Its red warning light blinked above a forest of dead trees.
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  Speaker 3: Below it was a small broadcasting building with a faded sign.
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  Speaker 5: W.D.
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  Speaker 3: RK 107.7 FM, the voice of the valley. The station
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  Speaker 3: was operated by a man named Arthur Blackwood. Arthur was
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  Speaker 3: a respected radio announcer. He had a smooth communication. comforting
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  Speaker 3: voice that listeners recognized immediately. Every evening, he signed off
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  Speaker 3: with the same familiar words. Until tomorrow, my friends, keep
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  Speaker 3: your radios close and remember, you're never truly alone. But
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  Speaker 3: on Halloween night in 1953, something changed. At precisely 11.47 p.m.,
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  Speaker 3: Arthur received a telephone call inside the broadcast booth. Arthur answered, Station, W. DRK,
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  Speaker 3: Arthur Blackwood speaking. Nothing. Only breathing. Hello? Then a woman's
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  Speaker 3: voice whispered.
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  Speaker 6: Arthur, don't turn around.
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  Speaker 3: Arthur froze. He recognized the voice. It belonged to his wife, Margaret.
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  Speaker 3: But Margaret had died in a car accident three years earlier. Margaret?
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  Speaker 3: The voice began to cry.
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  Speaker 6: Arthur, please. They're standing behind you.
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  Speaker 3: Arthur slowly turned his head. The broadcasting booth was empty.
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  Speaker 3: He looked back towards the telephone. The line had gone dead.
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  Speaker 3: Then the radio equipment began turning itself on. Every dial
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  Speaker 3: rotated towards the same frequency, 107.7. The overhead lights flickered.
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  Speaker 3: The on-air sign glowed red. And the second voice, began
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  Speaker 3: speaking through Arthur's headphones. A man's voice, deep and wet,
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  Speaker 3: as though it was speaking through a mouth filled with water.
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  Speaker 1: Good evening, Arthur.
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  Speaker 3: Arthur whipped off his headphones. The voice continued through the
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  Speaker 3: studio speakers.
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  Speaker 1: Been waiting for you.
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  Speaker 3: Arthur reached for the power switch. Nothing happened. He unplugged
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  Speaker 3: the transmitter. Still, the voice continued. Then came the sound
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  Speaker 3: of children laughing. Hundreds of children. Their laughter slowly twisted
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  Speaker 3: into screams. Arthur grabbed the microphone Whatever you're doing, this
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  Speaker 3: has to stop now. The voice replied, Arthur, you.
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  Speaker 1: Have spent your life broadcasting to the living.
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  Speaker 3: A long pause.
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  Speaker 1: Tonight, you will be broadcast to the dead.
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  Speaker 3: At 1159, residents throughout the valley heard Arthur Blackwood screaming
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  Speaker 3: over the radios. He begged for help. He shouted at
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  Speaker 3: the people who were crawling out of the walls. He
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  Speaker 3: described pale faces pressing against the studio windows, faces without eyes,
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  Speaker 3: mouths stretched impossibly wide. Then, Exactly midnight, Arthur whispered one
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  Speaker 3: final sentence. They're not coming through the radio. The radio
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  Speaker 3: is bringing us to them. Seconds later, the broadcasting station
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  Speaker 3: caught fire by morning. Nothing remained except the tower and
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  Speaker 3: the blackened concrete foundation. Arthur Blackwood's body was never recovered.
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  Speaker 3: Investigators found no explanation for the fire, but something even
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  Speaker 3: stranger happened. Although WDRK was officially destroyed, listeners continuing to
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  Speaker 3: reporting broadcasts On 107.7 FM. Always after midnight. Always during storms.
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  Speaker 3: And always with the same voice. Good evening, my friends.
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  Speaker 3: This is Arthur Blackwood. And tonight, we have someone new
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  Speaker 3: joining us. 70 years later. October 31st, 2023. A truck
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  Speaker 3: driver named Daniel Mercer was traveling a long route. A
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  Speaker 3: remote stretch of highway. It was 2.13 in the morning.
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  Speaker 3: Rain hammered his windshield. His headlights illuminated. The twisted road ahead.
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  Speaker 3: Daniel had been driving for 11 hours. To keep himself awake,
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  Speaker 3: he turned on the radio. Stations faded in and out.
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  Speaker 3: Then his radio suddenly stopped on 107.7 FM. An old-fashioned
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  Speaker 3: orchestra played softly. The music sounded warped as though the
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  Speaker 3: recordings were being played underwater. A man's voice interrupted. Good evening,
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  Speaker 3: ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to WBRK. Daniel laughed. What kind
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  Speaker 3: of radio station is this? The announcer continued. Tonight, we
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  Speaker 3: have a new listener. The music stopped. His name is
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  Speaker 3: Daniel Mercer. Daniel's smile disappeared. His hands tightened around the
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  Speaker 3: steering wheel. The announcer chuckled. Daniel is currently traveling north
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  Speaker 3: on Highway 19. Daniel looked towards the GPS. He was
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  Speaker 3: on Highway 19. Daniel was driving a blue Freightliner truck.
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  Speaker 3: His truck was blue. And it was a Freightliner. Daniel
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  Speaker 3: has a photograph of his daughter hanging from his dashboard.
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  Speaker 3: Daniel slowly looked at the photograph. His daughter, Emily, was
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  Speaker 3: smiling back at him. He reached for the radio. The
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  Speaker 3: announcer spoke again. Don't turn us off, Daniel. Daniel jerked
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  Speaker 3: his hand away. Who the hell is this? The announcer
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  Speaker 3: laughed softly. Daniel, we have something important to tell you.
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  Speaker 3: A faint, scratching sound emerged from the speakers. At 2.17 a.m.,
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  Speaker 3: you will see a woman standing at the road. Daniel
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  Speaker 3: checked his clock.
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  Speaker 4: 2.15.
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  Speaker 3: She'll be wearing a white nightgown. The truck's headlights swept
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  Speaker 3: around the bend. She'll be holding a little girl's hand.
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  Speaker 3: Daniel swallowed. Stop it. The voice continued. You will slam
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  Speaker 3: on your brakes. The clock changed to 16. You will
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  Speaker 3: turn your steering wheel. Daniel's breath became shallow. And you
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  Speaker 3: will die. He punched the radio power button. The display
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  Speaker 3: went black. But the voice continued. Daniel. Now the sound
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  Speaker 3: was coming from the truck's dashboard. From the CB radio.
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  Speaker 3: From the speakers of a cell phone. Daniel, you had
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  Speaker 3: 30 seconds. He accelerated. Rain straight across his windshield. 20 seconds.
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  Speaker 3: The road curved sharply. 10 seconds. Then Daniel saw her.
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  Speaker 3: The woman standing in the middle of the highway. White nightgown.
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  Speaker 3: Long black hair covering her face. And beside her, a
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  Speaker 3: little girl. Daniel screamed. He slammed in the brakes. The
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  Speaker 3: truck skidded sideways. Just before the vehicle struck the woman,
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  Speaker 3: she raised her head. Her face was Daniel's face, only older, burned,
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  Speaker 3: and smiling. The little girl looked up. It was Emily,
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  Speaker 3: except her eyes were completely black. She opened her mouth
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  Speaker 3: and spoke in Arthur's. Blackwood's voice. Welcome to the broadcast, Daniel.
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  Speaker 3: At 2.17 a.m., Daniel Mercer was killed when his truck
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  Speaker 3: went off the highway. Police found his radio still playing
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  Speaker 3: and the station was turned to 107.7 FM and the
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  Speaker 3: announcer was speaking Thank you, Daniel. Your transmission has been received.
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  Speaker 3: And a new voice came over the speakers, Daniel's voice, screaming,
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  Speaker 3: begging someone to let him out. In 2024, a paranormal
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  Speaker 3: investigator named Rebecca Shaw began researching the unexplained radio transmissions.
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  Speaker 3: Rebecca specialized in electronic voice phenomena, or EVPs. She had
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  Speaker 3: spent years recording abandoned hospitals, cemeteries, and supposedly haunted houses.
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  Speaker 3: But the stories surrounding WDRK fascinated her. A radio station
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  Speaker 3: that had burnt down. A dead announcer. A mysterious broadcast
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  Speaker 3: that seemed to predict deaths. Rebecca decided to investigate. She
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  Speaker 3: traveled to the ruins of the original station. The concrete
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  Speaker 3: foundation was overgrown with weeds. The old transmission tower stood
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  Speaker 3: crooked against the gray sky. At the base, Rebecca discovered
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  Speaker 3: a rusted metal door leaning.
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  Speaker 1: Bleeding underground.
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  Speaker 3: Inside was a staircase. The staircase that didn't appear on
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  Speaker 3: any station's blueprint. She descended. At the bottom was a
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  Speaker 3: narrow hallway. Walls were covered with strange symbols. There were
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  Speaker 3: names scratched into the concrete, hundreds of names. Rebecca recognized
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  Speaker 3: one immediately. Daniel Mercer, October 31st, 2023. She touched the writing.
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  Speaker 3: She noticed another name beneath it. Rebecca Shaw, October 31st.
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  Speaker 3: Her blood ran cold. Blower name was a time, 3.33 a.m.
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  Speaker 3: Rebecca checked her watch. It was 3.12 a.m. She had
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  Speaker 3: 22 minutes. Suddenly, somewhere in the darkness, a radio switched on.
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  Speaker 3: Good evening, Rebecca. Good evening, Rebecca. Author Blackwood's voice echoed
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  Speaker 3: through the hallway. We are so pleased you've finally come.
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  Speaker 3: Rebecca turned toward the stairs, but the stairs were gone.
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  Speaker 3: Where the staircase had been has now a solid concrete wall.
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  Speaker 3: She began pounding on it.
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  Speaker 6: Help! Somebody help me!
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  Speaker 3: The voice replied, No one can hear you, Rebecca.
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  Speaker 1: A pause.
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  Speaker 3: Not until we put you on the air. Rebecca followed
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  Speaker 3: the sound of the broadcast down the hallway, and it read,
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  Speaker 3: At the end of was a hallway having that steel door.
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  Speaker 3: Above it glowed a red sign on air. She pushed
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  Speaker 3: the door open. Inside was a broadcasting studio. Not burned.
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  Speaker 3: Not abandoned. Perfectly preserved. A wooden desk. A vintage microphone.
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  Speaker 3: reel-to-reel recording machines, and hundreds of radio lining the walls.
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  Speaker 3: Every radio was turned at the frequency 88.1, 91.3, 94.7, 101.9,
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  Speaker 3: and 107.7. Each radio played a different human voice. One
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  Speaker 3: was crying. The other was praying. A man screaming for
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  Speaker 3: his mother. A woman whispered that something was breathing beneath
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  Speaker 3: her bed. Rebecca approached one of the radios. A child's voice.
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  Speaker 3: came through.
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  Speaker 1: Mommy, I'm scared.
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  Speaker 3: Another radio crackled. Please, don't open the door.
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  Speaker 1: Another.
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  Speaker 3: It's a warning. My husband's face.
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  Speaker 1: Another.
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  Speaker 3: I can't hear it walking inside the walls. Rebecca realized
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  Speaker 3: what she was hearing. These weren't recordings of ghosts. These
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  Speaker 3: were the final moments of people who had disappeared. Every
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  Speaker 3: radio was connected to a different victim. Then one radio
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  Speaker 3: began to play a familiar voice, her own.
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  Speaker 6: Please, somebody help me.
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  Speaker 3: Rebecca stepped backwards. The voice continued.
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  Speaker 6: It's behind me.
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  Speaker 3: She stared at the radio. She hadn't said those words.
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  Speaker 3: Not yet. Then something moved behind her. A chair creaked.
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  Speaker 3: Rebecca turned. A man was sitting in the broadcast desk.
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  Speaker 3: He wore a dark 1950s suit. He was thin and
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  Speaker 3: his skin was gray. His lips were cracked. His eyes
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  Speaker 3: were two empty black sockets. It was Arthur Blackwood. Hello, Rebecca.
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  Speaker 3: His mouth didn't move. The words came from every radio
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  Speaker 3: in the room. Rebecca whispered, What are you? Arthur tilted
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  Speaker 3: his head. I was once a man. The radios began hissing.
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  Speaker 3: Then I heard the frequency. Rebecca backed towards the door.
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  Speaker 3: Arthur stood. His body made a sound. Of dry wood snapping.
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  Speaker 3: The dead. Need grace.
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  Speaker 1: Rebecca.
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  Speaker 3: He stretched one skeletal hand. They need some water to speak.
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  Speaker 3: The studio lights dimmed, and every time someone listens, a
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  Speaker 3: terrible smile Spread across his face. We get a little closer.
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  Speaker 3: To coming through.
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  Speaker 1: Rebecca.
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  Speaker 3: Tried to escape. But the studio door. Slammed shut. The radios.
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  Speaker 3: Began to turn. Themselves up. Their dials spun violently. The
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  Speaker 3: room filled with screams. Then Arthur. pointed towards a large
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  Speaker 3: black radio in the corner. It was unlike any others.
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  Speaker 3: Its casing was made of dark metal and where no
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  Speaker 3: manufacturer markings, only a frequency displayed, 0.0 megahertz. REBECCA STARED.
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  Speaker 6: THAT'S NOT AN NFM FREQUENCY.
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  Speaker 3: ARTHUR NODDED. CORRECT. HE LEANED CLOSER. THAT IS THE FREQUENCY
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  Speaker 3: BETWEEN FREQUENCIES. THE BLACK RADIO BEGAN HUMMING. A LOW SOUND.
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  Speaker 3: DEEPER THAN THUNDER. REBECCA felt it vibrating through her bones.
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  Speaker 3: Arthur whispered, Before there were people, there were voices. The
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  Speaker 3: radio speaker bulged outward. Before these were stars. Something was listening.
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  Speaker 3: The metal casing began crackling. And when humanity invented the radio,
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  Speaker 3: a long black finger pushed through the speaker grill. We
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  Speaker 3: finally gave it a door. Rebecca screamed. Another finger emerged.
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  Speaker 3: Then another. A hand unfolded from the speaker. It was
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  Speaker 3: far away. too large to fit inside the radio. The
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  Speaker 3: fingers were long and jointed backward. The skin looked like
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  Speaker 3: it was wet ash. The second emerged, then a face,
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  Speaker 3: a face made of hundreds of smaller faces. Some were crying.
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  Speaker 3: Some were laughing. Some were silently mouthing words. In the
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  Speaker 3: center was a huge black mouth. Inside the mouth were
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  Speaker 3: rows of human teeth. Thousands of them. The creature slowly
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  Speaker 3: pulled itself from the radio. Its body unfolded like a
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  Speaker 3: normal spider. Rebecca pressed herself against the wall. The creature spoke,
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  Speaker 3: but his voice was not one voice.
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  Speaker 1: It was.
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  Speaker 3: Every voice that had heard that night. Men, women, children,
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  Speaker 3: the dying, the dead, they all spoke together.
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  Speaker 1: We heard you listening.
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  Speaker 3: Arthur Blackwood fell to his knees. Master! The creature turned
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  Speaker 3: towards him. His mouth opened. Arthur screamed. His body collapsed
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  Speaker 3: into a cloud of black dust. Then every radio in
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  Speaker 3: the room began broadcasting his scream. Rebecca covered her eyes.
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  Speaker 3: The creature crawled towards her, its limbs scraping across the floor.
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  Speaker 3: The face twisted, and suddenly, among the hundreds of faces,
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  Speaker 3: Rebecca saw her own. She washed her face, slightly mouthed
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  Speaker 3: three words.
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  Speaker 6: Don't let it here.
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  Speaker 3: Rebecca understood. It wasn't following her movements. It was following sound.
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  Speaker 3: She stopped screaming, held her breath, and stood perfectly still.
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  Speaker 3: The creature froze. An enormous head turned slowly, listening. Rebecca
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  Speaker 3: could hear her heartbeat. The creature moved closer. Its mouth
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  Speaker 3: opened beside her ear and whispered in her mother's.
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  Speaker 6: Voice, Rebecca, sweetheart.
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  Speaker 3: Rebecca began to cry. Her mother had died when she
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  Speaker 3: was 17.
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  Speaker 6: Please answer me.
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  Speaker 3: Rebecca pressed her lips together.
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  Speaker 6: Don't you remember me?
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  Speaker 3: The creature's mouth widened.
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  Speaker 6: Just say one word.
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  Speaker 3: Rebecca closed her eyes. Then the radio behind her clicked.
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  Speaker 3: And little girl's voice whispered.
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  Speaker 1: Mommy?
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  Speaker 3: Rebecca gasped. The creature lunged.
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  Speaker 1: At 3.33 a.m.
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  Speaker 3: Every radio within 50 miles of the abandoned WDRK station
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  Speaker 3: suddenly changed frequency. Car radios, kitchen radios, emergency scanners, police
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  Speaker 3: communication equipment, everything compatible of receiving mysterious transmissions began producing
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  Speaker 3: The same sound.
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  Speaker 1: Static.
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  Speaker 3: Then a woman's voice. Rebecca Shaw.
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  Speaker 6: Hello? Can anyone hear me?
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  Speaker 3: A pause.
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  Speaker 6: Please, if you're listening, turn off your radio.
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  Speaker 3: The static grew louder.
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  Speaker 6: It's not a station.
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  Speaker 3: Her voice began trembling.
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  Speaker 6: It's not a ghost.
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  Speaker 3: A horrible scratching sound interrupted.
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  Speaker 1: It's something that lives inside the signal.
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  Speaker 3: Then came a little mysterious breathing. Rebecca screamed.
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  Speaker 6: It can't hear you.
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  Speaker 3: The transmission cut out. For 13 seconds, every affected radio
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  Speaker 3: went silent. Then a different voice began speaking. A soft,
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  Speaker 3: friendly voice. It was Arthur Blackwood. Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.
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  Speaker 3: A faint orchestra began playing. We apologize for our interruption.
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  Speaker 3: A long pause. Our previous guest had unexpected, some technical
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  Speaker 3: difficulties were experienced. The announcer chuckled. But don't worry, she's
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  Speaker 3: still here. And in the background, a woman's voice began screaming.
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  Speaker 3: It was Rebecca. Her screams grew fainter. as though she
• 38:57
  Speaker 3: was beginning to be drugged down a.
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  Speaker 1: Very long hallway.
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  Speaker 3: Arthur continued, And now, my dear listeners, we have something
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  Speaker 3: truly special planned. The music stopped. For seventy years, we
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  Speaker 3: have been waiting for the right moment. A low, electrical
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  Speaker 3: hum filled the air. The right frequency. Aham.
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  Speaker 1: Hula.
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  Speaker 3: The right number of listeners. Then Arthur whispered, And tonight,
• 39:39
  Speaker 3: his voice changed. It became deeper, colder, impossible.
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  Speaker 1: We have enough.
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  Speaker 3: November 3rd, 2026. A man named Michael Harris sat alone
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  Speaker 3: in his basement workshop. He was an amateur radio enthusiast.
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  Speaker 3: For years, he had collected antique receivers, shortwave radios, and
• 40:19
  Speaker 3: old broadcasting equipment. On his workbench sat a beautifully restored
• 40:28
  Speaker 3: 1950s radio. He had purchased it at an estate sale.
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  Speaker 3: The previous owner had died unexpectedly. Inside the wooden cabinet,
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  Speaker 3: Michael had found a handwritten warning. Do not turn to 107.7.
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  Speaker 3: After midnight. Michael assumed it was a joke. That night,
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  Speaker 3: shortly after midnight, he turned on the radio. The tubes
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  Speaker 3: warmed up. The dial flowed amber. He slowly turned the
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  Speaker 3: tuning knob. 103.5 105.1 106.7 Then turned it to 107.7. Static.
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  Speaker 3: Then there was music. An old-fashioned orchestra. Michael smiled. What
• 41:40
  Speaker 3: the hell? A voice spoke. Good evening, Michael.
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  Speaker 1: He froze.
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  Speaker 3: The voice continued. We have been expecting you. Michael leaned closer.
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  Speaker 3: Who the hell is this? A low chuckle. Michael, do
• 42:04
  Speaker 3: you believe in ghosts? Michael swallowed. Is somebody messing with me?
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  Speaker 3: The announcer ignored him. Do you believe the dead can speak?
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  Speaker 3: Michael reached towards the power switch. Because tonight, Michael, the
• 42:27
  Speaker 3: radio dial began glowing red. You're going to hear something extraordinary.
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  Speaker 3: A second voice merged. A woman's voice, familiar, terribly familiar.
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  Speaker 6: Michael?
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  Speaker 3: His eyes widened. It was his wife, Susan. Susan had
• 42:53
  Speaker 3: been dead for two years earlier.
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  Speaker 6: Michael, please help me.
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  Speaker 3: Tears filled his eyes. Susan?
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  Speaker 6: I'm so cold.
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  Speaker 3: Michael touched the radio. Where are you? Her voice trembled.
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  Speaker 6: I'm inside.
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  Speaker 3: Inside where? The radio began vibrating.
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  Speaker 6: Inside the walls.
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  Speaker 3: Michael looked around his basement. A soft knocking came from
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  Speaker 3: behind the drywall. Three knocks, then three more.
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  Speaker 6: Michael, please let me out.
• 43:52
  Speaker 3: He stepped towards the wall. The knocking came louder. Then
• 43:58
  Speaker 3: he heard scratching. Something was moving inside the wall. Something large.
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  Speaker 3: Michael grabbed a hammer. He struck the drywall once, twice,
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  Speaker 3: three times. A hole opened. Cold air poured into the basement.
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  Speaker 3: He shone a flashlight through the opening. There was no insulation.
• 44:29
  Speaker 3: No wooden frame. No foundation. Only darkness. A vast darkness
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  Speaker 3: stretching impossibly far beyond the wall. Then he saw something moving.
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  Speaker 3: A pale face. It was Susan's face. She was standing
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  Speaker 3: deep inside the darkness. Her mouth was open. Her eyes
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  Speaker 3: were filled with terror.
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  Speaker 6: Michael?
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  Speaker 3: He reached towards her. He took her hand violently. She
• 45:14
  Speaker 3: shook her head violently. Michael froze. Then Susan began screaming.
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  Speaker 6: That isn't me.
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  Speaker 3: Something behind her moved. A towering shape unfolded from the darkness.
• 45:34
  Speaker 3: Long arms. A body covered in faces. Enormous mouth. And
• 45:41
  Speaker 3: thousands of human voices whipping together.
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  Speaker 5: Thank you for opening the door. The basement lights exploded.
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  Speaker 5: Michael stumbled backwards. The creature began forcing its way through
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  Speaker 5: the opening. Its fingers gripped the drywall. The walls bent outward.
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  Speaker 5: The floor shook. Daniel ran up the stairs. But halfway up,
• 46:20
  Speaker 5: he heard his own voice. Coming from the radio.
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  Speaker 3: Michael Harris. Died at 1217. A.M. He stopped. The clock
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  Speaker 3: on the wall read. 1216. The announcer. Continued. Cause of death.
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  Speaker 3: A pause. Then a laugh. Unknown. Unknown. Michael ran. Behind him,
• 46:56
  Speaker 3: the creature screamed. The sound was so powerful that every
• 47:02
  Speaker 3: wind on the house shattered. He reached for the basement door,
• 47:09
  Speaker 3: grabbed the handle, turned it, locked. From the other side,
• 47:16
  Speaker 3: someone whispering, Michael... Then Susan's voice again.
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  Speaker 6: Michael, please don't open the door.
• 47:36
  Speaker 3: Michael backed away. The basement went silent. Then he heard footsteps. Slow.
• 47:45
  Speaker 1: Heavy.
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  Speaker 3: Wet. Coming up the stairs. One step. Two steps. Three steps.
• 47:55
  Speaker 3: He turned and saw himself standing at the bottom. Another Michael.
• 48:04
  Speaker 3: His skin was pale. His eyes were empty. His mouth
• 48:10
  Speaker 3: hung open. From deep inside the throat came a sound
• 48:16
  Speaker 3: of the radio static. The other Michael smiled. And spoke
• 48:22
  Speaker 3: in an announcer's voice. You're listening to WDRK. And you know.
• 48:31
  Speaker 3: Now part of the program. Police arrived at Michael Harris' home.
• 48:39
  Speaker 3: The following morning. The front door was unlocked. Every light
• 48:46
  Speaker 3: in the house was burnt out. The basement was empty.
• 48:52
  Speaker 3: There was no sign of Michael Harris. No sign of
• 48:57
  Speaker 3: a struggle. No broken drywall. No mysterious opening. Only antique
• 49:06
  Speaker 3: radio sitting on the wooden workbench. It was unplugged. Power
• 49:14
  Speaker 3: switch was off. But the dial was glowing. 107.7 FM
• 49:25
  Speaker 3: the investigators reported hearing a voice coming from the speaker
• 49:30
  Speaker 3: a man's voice soft calm familiar Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.
• 49:41
  Speaker 3: In another voice, Michael Harris crying, Please. Versus static. Please
• 49:52
  Speaker 3: don't listen. And Arthur Blackwood returned. Thank you for tuning in. Pause.
• 50:04
  Speaker 3: We have room for one more. Room began to... producing
• 50:11
  Speaker 3: a strange sound. Not music, not static, but breathing. As
• 50:20
  Speaker 3: though something enormous was pressed his mouth against the other
• 50:26
  Speaker 3: side of the speaker. Then it whispered, Who is listening now?
• 50:35
  Speaker 3: And so, my friends, tonight's story comes to an end,
• 50:43
  Speaker 3: before you turn off your lights, before you climb into bed,
• 50:50
  Speaker 3: before you close your eyes, think about something. Right now,
• 50:56
  Speaker 3: invisible radio signals are passing through your home, through your walls,
• 51:05
  Speaker 3: through your bathroom, through your bedroom, Through every air you're breathing.
• 51:14
  Speaker 3: Thousands of frequencies. Thousands of transmissions. Most of them harmless.
• 51:25
  Speaker 3: But what if there was something else? Something hiding between
• 51:33
  Speaker 3: the stations. Something that had been listening to humanity. For centuries.
• 51:42
  Speaker 3: Waiting for someone. To discover its frequency. Waiting for someone
• 51:48
  Speaker 3: to answer. And what if. Tonight. While you're laying in bed.
• 51:57
  Speaker 3: You hear a faint crackling sound. From an old radio.
• 52:03
  Speaker 3: That hasn't worked. In years. A radio. That hasn't been
• 52:09
  Speaker 3: plugged in. And from that radio comes a voice. A
• 52:15
  Speaker 3: voice that knows your name. A voice that whispers, Hello?
• 52:23
  Speaker 3: Can you hear me? Please, come closer. And whatever you do,
• 52:33
  Speaker 3: do not answer. Because someone's voice are not meant to
• 52:40
  Speaker 3: be heard. Some doors are not meant to be opened,
• 52:47
  Speaker 3: and some frequencies should not never have been found.
• 52:55
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  Speaker 3: Sometimes. The scariest thing. In the darkness. Isn't what you see.
• 54:49
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• 54:56
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• 55:00
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