Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-33077235-20181201022236

I’m quite embarrassed to say this but the radio doesn’t sit right with me anymore. I was fine with it before, but that was until I found a station that gives me chills to this day. It actually wasn’t too long ago about 4 months ago I think. I was driving from visiting my parents in Alabama like I do every year. On my way back to Florida, I decided to switch the station. It was dark and no one was really on the road, I looked over at the time 2:35 am. I came to the decision that I should just go to the nearest hotel or motel I see.

I found a hotel and got a room, “I’ll continue in the morning,” I whispered softly to myself. I laid down on the bed, but I couldn’t go to sleep. I grabbed my phone I had placed on my dresser “no Wi-Fi,” I sighed I noticed a small radio on the table. I sat up to grab the radio “maybe I can find some calm music to listen to." I turned the stations rock, pop, rap, country more country. Wait, some classical stuff “nice,” I whispered to myself I sat the radio down and laid back down. It continued to play I was just falling asleep right then I heard a voice, but it wasn’t a usual loud radio voice it was deep calm and soft. I was going to turn it, but I didn’t I laid there and listened.

“Hello night dwellers, and welcome to 100.6 the Abyss.”

“We have some very interesting topics to talk about tonight but a heads up for all of you in certain parts of Alabama heavy storms coming tomorrow.”

“Looks like two school shooting have happened in the past month and it was said the shooter was caught, too bad I was really hoping he would escape and I know I’m know I’m not the only one”.

He gave a slight chuckle and continued, but I was stuck on what he said “hoping he would escape” I thought to myself “did I hear that right.

“I” there was a short pause, but I don’t want to go to prison I’m only 14 I don’t know what to do I forgot the rules” the kid was terrified I could tell from his voice “I killed my parents stumbling all over his words.

“Okay folk’s looks like I’ll be giving the rest of the night to Henry.”

A man with a rougher voice came on “ok ladies and gentlemen I’ll be taking calls now and we'll start this off with a call from Blake.” “How you doing Blake?” A guy with a shaky voice came on sounding much like a kid or a teenager but it was hard to tell.

“I wanted to say first off I’ve been listening to this show for some time I’m big fan, but I need help man”.

“What would you need help with today”?

Henry asked in calm rough voice. “I” there was a short pause, but I don’t want to go to prison I’m only 14 I don’t know what to do I forgot the rules” the kid was terrified I could tell from his voice “I killed my parents stumbling all over his words.

“Okay, I see” Henry said with a pause, “okay, so here’s what you do remember the three rules First off don’t panic it’s your first kill I you must not get nervous second I hoped you wore gloves because you know have to dis-.”

I don’t remember the rest of what he said because I was lost with what, was already happening, was this man really giving this kid advice on how to kill." I just couldn’t believe it. To make it even scarier he sounded like a younger me.

I lie back down in the bed and fall asleep, awaking the next morning to the sound of rain “well I still have to get home,” I mumbled to myself I put on my jacket and proceed to walk out of the hotel I get to the front give the keys to the receptionist.

Before I walked away I had decided to ask him a question “have you heard of a station called 100.6 The Abyss” he looked at me with a confused looked and said “no I haven’t I’m sorry.” With that I had left and went to my car to continue my drive to Miami.

<p class="MsoNormal">It soon started to grow dark again, and I realized I had to stop once more in Florida before I got to Miami. This time it was a motel it was pretty clean and I had got a room for that night and laid on the bed.

<p class="MsoNormal">The strange thing is I couldn’t sleep that radio station bothered me I looked in my bag and there was the small radio I took. I took it out of my bag “they won’t miss it,” I mumbled to myself and switched it to the station 100.6. I remember there being nothing but static, so I waited and just before falling asleep with my eyes feeling very heavy the classical music came on. I had looked over at the time 3:00 am at that time I heard a loud thud outside. I stood up and went to the curtains and peeked out of the window.

<p class="MsoNormal">It was no longer raining, but I can clearly see a man stumbling out of one of the motel doors walking to what I assume is his car at that moment another car door opened and out had stepped a woman. She was clearly screaming at the man from what I could barely hear.

<p class="MsoNormal">The man paid no attention to the woman while she took something out of her purse and jumped on the man. I saw the man and woman fall but only one came back up and that was the woman. She turned her head to see if anybody saw and our eyes locked. I quickly closed the curtains and went back to lie down, at that time I heard classical music playing I looked at the time 3:30 am.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Hello night dwellers, and welcome to 100.6 The Abyss today I’ll be taking over today because Henry wasn’t feeling so well.

<p class="MsoNormal">“We have a caller who has been dying to be on the show tonight she’s told something amazing that all you would love to hear I’m sure.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Hello,” a woman was on the phone she sounded very hysterical rambling on and on not understanding a word she is saying, she was almost sounding just like my dead wife. When the man then says in a very deep angry tone can you please shut- “He stopped himself and sighed and then changing back to his original tone.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Can you please reword what you are trying to say the woman continued “I stabbed my boyfriend and I think somebody saw me what do I do”.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Here’s what you do” the paused for less than 5 second then continued dispose of your boyfriends body first then you’re going to have to silently deal with the watcher.”

<p class="MsoNormal">At that moment I turned off the radio my heart beating fast my palms were sweaty “oh crap” I mumbled to myself I rubbed my hand together I peek out of the window she’s walking this way “oh crap,” I angrily say out loud.

<p class="MsoNormal">I peeked out of the window again, and she wasn’t there. I knew she was coming my way, so I looked around the room to grab something, anything to protect myself from this woman.

<p class="MsoNormal">A convenient short metal pole was under the bed, I grabbed it and hid behind the door. I was not going to just die standing there unarmed I had to fight back if I were to stay alive.

<p class="MsoNormal">I thought of the radio station “I’m definitely turning it into the police.” I put my ear to the door and listened, nothing was there for some time until the clicking of shoes were heard coming down the hall. I decided to quietly move to the closet “it’s safe there,” I thought to myself as I waited for the knock. In mid thought the knocks that I waited for came. Knock-Knock-knock, they had gotten harder with each minute of my not answering.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I know you're in there” the woman voice came through the door as I heard the door knob rattle. Within seconds the door had opened and through a crack in the closet I was hiding in I saw the mad woman holding a knife looking around for me. She threw back the curtains furiously, she then had looked under the bed and finally looking straight at the closet door.

<p class="MsoNormal">I don’t know how to explain it but when see looked at me there was pure evil in her eyes and I could have sworn I saw a large shadow behind her. She slowly walked forward with what seemed like a butcher’s knife in her hand. I gripped my pole I held in hand and as she flung opened the doors I smash the pole right into her side as if I hit a home run in a baseball game. Possibly ending her life but saving mine looking at her body on the now blood stained floor and the dark presence she had seemed to leave her.

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<p class="MsoNormal">To make a long story somewhat shorter I called the police and told them everything that happened from the radio station to the woman minus the dark presence I felt. The woman wasn’t dead and only had minor abdominal injuries I was there when the police questioned her but she kept insisting she remembered nothing that had happened but did remember the stationed. She started crying for her boyfriend and didn’t recall stabbing him saying she loved him too much to do such a thing. The strange thing is she called him a name something only my wife used to call me. Her boyfriend also wasn’t dead only minor stab wounds.

<p class="MsoNormal">The police couldn't find anything on the radio station and said it didn’t exist. So I did what anyone else would do, I took to the internet. Turns out 100.6 The Abyss goes by another name “The Devil’s Radio” and whoever listens to it something bad is bound to happen to them. The few people that had an experience it also hear what seemed like familiar voices to them.

<p class="MsoNormal">I could have written about this as soon as it happened but I didn’t because nothing seemed to affect me and it seemed all folk lore. I am now writing about this because I’ve been waking up with blood on my hands or stained on my clothes in the morning. I also never could remember what happened that night for the blood to be there. I’m sure this can’t be a coincidence. Can it? <ac_metadata title="100.6 the abyss Grammar Improved finalized X-Mas story coming"> </ac_metadata>