The signal (chapter 1)

   A week ago. A week ago is when this crazy journey began.The first time the signal came through it was middle of the night. I woke up from the sound of beeping and static. In the dark,I found,barely,my glasses on the bedside table and switched on the light to see where the noise is coming from. I knew it was in the same room and one of the pieces of tech just not something I have ever heard of before. It kind of sounded like a Morse code and the static you usually hear but not quite the same. Pieces of the voice were coming through. It sounded human but you could not quite make it out. The voice was deep and the voice was high. There were many,at once. They were coming in and out with the beeping and the static and I was officially freaked out. This is not something I have ever heard,ever want to hear again and…it was coming from my room. I realised it was coming from the bedside radio clock. Funny that,I thought I switched it off but it seems to be on. I had enough of this,it was an annoying noise in the middle of the night and also,very freaky so I reached out to switch it off and as soon as I touched it…silence. The radio,the light all went dark.Silence. Darkness. After that I don’t remember much. From what I remember I just felt asleep somewhere in the night and the next thing I am up in the morning with glasses on and the radio is playing the hottest song of the week. If you were me,I am sure you would think this was a dream as well but as it will turn out,that was my mistake. Not to take it seriously and that night is when it all started to go downhill.


   That very same day went on as nothing happened. Got ready,work,dinner with friends,back home and to bed. Day after was pretty much more of the same but then,once couple of days have passed it began again and this time it was worse. Another day,more of the same,I went to bed,exhausted and fell asleep fast. Then,my eyes are open. It’s pitch black and the middle of the night. The noise woke me up. What was that?It’s like a roar, a call,sounds like it’s coming through static and is faint. With it,beeps are coming through periodically and I am hearing numbers. Random numbers. Seven,five,forty-two,fifty-six,eight,two…and it goes on. What is happening?I turn my head towards the source of the noise and sure enough it’s the radio again. It should be off but it is not. 01:01 is flashing non-stop,inaudible voices are coming through,static,distant roar and clearly numbers. With the pitch black room,these noises and time flashing in red,not moving, I am freaked out. This is not real,it’s another dream. I pinch myself fast but nope,I’m awake. This is one of those times I wish I had someone by my side but I gotta deal with this. I gotta be rational and it’s the clock. Some signal is interfering with the radio,something is wrong and it switches on and it freaks me out. Sure way to deal with this is to make sure it doesn’t work. I always use my phone now so it’s ok. Next,I smash the damn thing. Stop it. I am freaked out. No more. I smash it hard against the floor,stuff still playing and actually getting louder and in one fell swoop I smash the radio on the floor. Silence. Just me,in the dark,in the underwear with the smashed radio on the floor. I will deal with this tomorrow. I can’t think about this now. Silence,peace and I’m off to bed. You would think,he is crazy,it was a radio or a joke or signal or he is taking it too far...well dear friend,wait till you hear what comes next and it seems like voices were very determined to talk to me,and they would do whatever it takes to be heard.

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