Ever tried listening to the hum of a radio when it's not tuned to any channel? It's like the universe's way of talking in code. The static, I mean. Sometimes you hear snippets of words, other times just noise, but once in a while... there's a whisper. A message from the past or maybe a conversation from another dimension?
Pretend for a moment you could decode those murmurs. "Hello? Is anyone there?" They'd probably say. And you'd respond with something profound like, "Hold on, let me adjust my antenna." But really, it feels more like tuning into someone's old diary being read by a ghost, right?
Like if you find a random friend who says they can hear these whispers too, you'd probably tell them about the time you thought you heard a name—a "Charlie" or a "Pete" maybe. Names wrapped in static. Now wouldn't that be a story over coffee?