A buzz resounded in the air.
Three figures lay asleep inside the murky room lit up by the flames of a candle.
The soft buzzing woke them up.
"What is that…" Groggily, one of them woke up and rubbed his eyes.
"Jimmy, shut up… Wait, that…"
Pieces clicked in their minds. The three boys all shot up straight and looked at each other.
"Radio!"
They jumped off the ground and rushed downstairs. Houses that were rare in Ternet were plenty in Central Darma, the only place other than Hell City where the rich gathered.
The three boys, having spent their days running around from place to place had made this one their base.
Cell towers had all broken apart, and they all figured that if there was any way people would communicate about a shelter in this broken world, it would be through the radio.
That's how it went in all the movies.
The three boys stopped at the radio and shook it. The buzzing of the Radio Static was incessant.
