Sure, the static seems endless. But every crackle **snaps** echoes with a secret tale.
Like when a TV just won't tune properly, yet behind the haphazard black-and-white waves lies meaning.** hissssss
"Yeah, I did get that text. But seriously, it sounded like a robot on coffee or something," you say, laughter breaking **bzzt** amid the excessive, unnecessary tone.
The secret lies in the riddles of the condemned cables, unplugged yet so assured of the stories they **hisssss wince hisss​** hold. Listen close?
If not, perhaps a glance at Solutions: Static's Story will charm you.