Crimson Stars
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. However, the radio transmission that Derek picked up from his cottage in the Smoky Mountains of North Carolina could not have delivered the blood curdling scream more distinctly. He nearly passed off the transmission as the usual atmospheric static, but for reasons unknown to him, he lingered on the frequency for a few moments. In the seconds of his bizarre hesitation, the static focused to clearly deliver the frantic short breaths and voice of a woman.
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This is awesome! Perfectly matches the majestic tone of the photograph.