WINDOW & RADIO

An old-fashioned radio stands in front of a broken window.

INSPECT THE RADIO

As you lean in to get a closer look at the radio, you notice the three dials on the front are glowing with an eerie, pale shine, each dial emitting a different color despite the fact that there is no power running to the bygone piece of equipment. From left to right, the dials read, “VOLUME”, “STATION”, and “WAVE”. You can set them here:

The radio comes to life as an eerie song crackles through the static, riding the radio waves of a signal sent long ago. You recognize the song as the early 1900s hit, “Till We Meet Again”.

The radio sputters, struggling to interpret the radio waves that have been drug across time to carry a message to the present.

VOLUME

0

0

10

STATION

500

500

1500

WAVE

FMAMLWMWSW

LOOK OUT THE WINDOW

You creep up to the broken window and peer outside. The creaks and moans of the house are drowned out by the downpour of the storm outside, accompanied by the occasional streak of lightning co-occurring with clamorous thunder. It’s hard to see anything through the heavy rain and dense night, but with the occasional lightning flash you can make out what looks like an overgrown courtyard. Something shimmers in the lightning.

LOOK CLOSER

With your forehead pressed hard against the window pane, you strain your eyes and peer into the dense storm. Something red is nailed to a wooden post.