Somewhere in a basement in the county town, the mass of black shadow suddenly sensed that something was watching it.
It instinctively looked behind itself.
But there was nothing there, only a bare, empty wall.
It was not an evil spirit, nor did it have anything it had to do. It simply could never quite let go of this place.
The room contained some old, abandoned radio equipment that no longer had the energy to operate.
Before its will had died, when it was still human, it had loved tinkering with private radio stations.
Back then, the authorities were not so strict about such things. As long as one carefully chose a hidden frequency, one could broadcast on one's own and connect with another radio station somewhere far away.
In those days, televisions were still one of the "three major items," alongside bicycles and sewing machines. Few people could afford one, and most considered themselves lucky to have a radio. It was the golden age of radio broadcasting. Even now, many people who had come from that era were still accustomed to carrying a dry-cell battery radio while taking a walk and listening to its programs.
It had been one of them, too. Yet because of certain inexplicable accidents, it had died with regrets, been contaminated by things hidden beneath this old-fashioned town, and become an anomaly.
The only thing it usually did was use its power to influence the radios in the county town and broadcast content that had been popular in its era.
However, aside from people driving cars, few others still listened to the radio. This run-down little town had few cars to begin with, so fewer and fewer people noticed it.
Qi Lin had only been able to find it online because someone had once driven