Part 1: https://sketchedtext.com/2023/10/18/the-broadcast-part-1/

It wasn’t just that station that was wrong.

My first idea was that the station was some postmodern art piece, giving the wrong current events to draw attention to our inattention. But, as was generally the case, my creative arts degree would not help me.

Other channels proved to be similarly out of sync. I was hesitant to tune too far at first. The bar wasn’t numbered, and I felt like that original station was a home base from which to venture.

The next non-numbers channel I found was in a language I didn’t recognise. Using my phone, I got a mostly-translated block of text.

“it is coming I know you sit in your homes gazing at your loved ones but soon you must make a choice who can you let go who must be sent outside who must be forgotten it cannot wait it is coming it is one of you or all of you I am alone in this station so it must be me oh god it must be me it must be me it must be me I will loop this message but you must forget me I am just a recording forget me it must not be me you hear I will be gone it is coming I know you sit“

The random numbers channel became infinitely more interesting after that.

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