[There is a static hum on everyone's PCD, as the screen goes black. it starts to whisper, before ghostly voices seep through the communication lines--
...Except instead of obnoxious text, there's an absolutely piercing shriek. Think banshee.
Then children laughing, high pitched and delighted. Then distortion-
A throaty opera singer, carrying a note longer than should be physically possible-
Jaunty rock. Explosive jazz. One sound after another, barely long enough to register, so it's little more than a jarring cacophony of noise.
Eventually it fades into static, then silence for all of a few seconds- before closing on a final crash of cymbals.] | |
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