Radio | A 100 Word Story

#200 Gibberish

The words coming through the radio were garbled as he turned the dial slowly, trying to get a clearer signal again.

“Hello. Are you there?” he spoke into the microphone.

Static and indecipherable language, but nothing he could make out. He thought he heard the words “help” and “killer” which terrified him. It was believed a serial killer found his victims this way. 

There it was again. The far away voice. “Help— He’s coming for you—”

“Wait, who’s coming? Who are you?”

What sounded like static soon became distinct laughter. He unplugged the radio but the laughter just grew louder.

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