"Murmph... Sure thing. Come in."
You rub the last bit of sand out of your eyes and open the door, stepping aside and pointing Julie towards the... Wait a second.
"Oh cool, a radio! I hope you don't mind if I use this instead. I'm not really any good at working televisions..."
That's right. Ever since you cut the cable plan, you've had to use that old radio by the top of the stairs to stay informed about things. Fortunately, Julie seems to know how to use it, and after a minute of fiddling with knobs and switches, you're both listening to a female reporter on the morning news.
"And here we are near Bolivar, New York, where an unbelievably large amount of seismic activity has been detected. I'm currently standing at the edge of a gigantic fissure which has opened up along interstate 86, completely cutting off traffic in the area. The traffic jam goes on for miles, and - Wait a second! There's something coming out of the fissure. Many things! They look kind of like grey insects, and -are you getting this?- they seem to be communicating with some sort of body language. By god, this is incredible! To think that something like this could have been underground this whole time without anyone knowing, it's... Oh no. Oh no no no no no fuck no dear god no help me! Whatever they are, they're not friendly! Anybody, if you can hear this, evacuate the area! I repeat, they're not no no no no oh god no GET AWAY FROM ME NO NOT *Shink*"
Static plays from the radio once again, as Julie's jaw drops.
"Please let that be some kind of sick joke... Please not let that be actual bug monsters from underground attacking New York."
As if in response, the ground rumbles again, this time knocking the radio over and putting an end to the static, leaving an unnerving silence hanging in the air.
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