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Fifty Word Fiction

Rogue Signals

The world bled colors from spectrums never imagined, taking on hues of thought coming through the channel; a hitherto unknown radio frequency. People on the ground felt the music inside their skin before the Ozone Filter reduced the signal to white noise. Rogue signals, even benign ones, were not tolerated.

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