The signals, once vibrant and filled with purpose, drift now in the ether. The mystery of these lost beacons lies not in their origin, but in their lingering whispers.
As time stretches infinitely, frequencies drift apart. The space between them amplifies silence, yet remnants echo.
Listen closely, and you might hear:
Experts debate, theorists speculate, yet all fail to decode the undecodable. Attempts to retrieve meaning result only in chaos and entropy.