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Weekly Contest #279
The city was a corpse. Concrete veins ran through its body, broken and lifeless, while hollow buildings stared down at her like blind eyes. Jo clutched the radio to her chest as if it were a talisman, her only anchor in a world that had been swallowed by silence. She hadn’t heard a birds song, a cars engine, or even the whisper of wind in what felt like an eternity. But just hours ago, the radio had spoken. In the static of the radio, she swore she heard his voice. “Jo, find me”, her brother Jack had whispered through the crackling hum....
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