The signal (chapter 3/final chapter)

   It was leading up to this. I could not foresee what would happen to me,or my friend. I could not see or guess how this thing would end but one thing is for sure,I did not see this coming. Maybe I would have done things differently, but it is too late now. It is too late.

   After it started with the clock in the middle of the night,switched to TV and started to appear more frequently and anytime,anywhere,I knew I had to get someone involved as it would be only a matter of time till I lose it.I contacted my good friend,Al.He was a tech nerd,geek. Perfect for my dilemma,I thought. I called him over to my house on the weekend to check my tech and to tell me,yes,it is just catching the signal,you are not insane,you stupid man!Nah,turns out,I was insane. I made him a cup of coffee,we sat down and I just said it all. He thought it would be something weird but not this. I did not give the details on what it is about,but now he knew it all and he gave me the look. That´s all he could do,just give me the look. He was speechless and I could see from his face that he was confused. Was I losing it?Did I get hit hard by someone or something or was I just dreaming?He thought it might be a prank but I assured him,I was for real. He checked my phone and TV,reluctantly and assured me that nothing is wrong. Bad news for me,as it means I am either insane or the chosen one,chosen to be tormented. Then,in the middle of the living room,in the middle of our conversation it happened. This time,I was elated. I was so happy.It was still as disturbing as ever but I was so happy he saw it. I could see it on his face,he saw it. So some people see and others don´t. People connected to me see it?I was just happy I am not alone. He was terrified.Al was confused and scared and he never saw anything like it. That´s what he told me anyways. Next thing we both stood there. I studied him and he studied TV.

   He crouched down right in front of it. Hypnotised. The colours were as bright as ever. The voices were as disturbing and dark as always. None of it made sense. It was not of this world,that´s for sure.Old news to me,remarkable to him.He touched the screen. I never really did that but as if in trance,he did. His hand sank through.Shapes surround his hand,voices got louder and just like that,he was gone. Pulled in. TV went dark,quiet. I was in shock. Screaming,on my knees,I was grasping at the TV,touching the screen,screaming to take me. It was silent,room,TV,screen. He was gone. They were gone. I killed him. What the fuck is this thing and what does it want from me.I was screaming. Fed up.Angry.

    To this day it keeps happening. Whether it´s the TV in the living room,tv´s in the shops,radio or phone at 01:01. It keeps happening. I swear I can hear a new voice,I swear I can see new numbers and colours. I know it´s him. I know he wants my help and tries to tell me things,but I am lost. To this day I am researching what it can be. Trying to figure out what to do.I am convinced Al is alive but I cannot get to him,believe me,I tried. I am suspended in this place between angry and desperate. Hopeless and hopeful. Stuck,like my friend. I cannot get anyone else involved,one was enough. It falls on me.This is my doing,my problem and sooner or later I will deal with it. I have to. If it takes me,not before I break it.I have to read the Signal. I will read the signal.Why?Why me?Why him?His family still knows nothing about his whereabouts and only I know the cold truth of his loneliness,trapped in the darkness,nothingness.As I type this,the signal is back on again. There is no escape and I must keep looking for one. It is event horizon.It is,the signal.