All stories begin with a sound.
Late one night, whilst scanning the dead space between radio stations, a faint signal appears- almost human, almost a melody.
At first it seems like interference. Atmospheric noise. Cold War leftovers drifting through the airwaves.
But the signal keeps returning... and so do memories. Memories of something that might not have happened years ago.
Always the same frequency. Always at the same time, and always just long enough for it to feel intentional.
In this series we'll follow the fragments left behind; notebooks, messages, interviews and the signal itself. We will look into the histories of all involved, to try and answer a question that becomes more troubling the deeper we look;-
Was there ever a transmission? Or simply was it just fragmented memories that were mis-remembered.?
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