The Radio That Knew Too Much

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If the radio starts talking back to you… when you’re alone… turn it off. A ranger stationed deep in the forest said it happened during a blizzard. No signal. No contact. Just static. Until one night— a voice came through. “Please… anyone…” He grabbed the radio. “Where are you?” Silence. Then it came back. Clearer. Closer. “I can see your cabin.” He checked the windows. Nothing. Just snow. Then the radio clicked again. Only now— the voice sounded familiar. “Why did you lock me out?” His blood ran cold. Because it wasn’t someone else’s voice. It was his. Same tone. Same breathing. Perfect. Then— a sound at the door. Tap… Tap… Tap… Not knocking. Just… touching it. The radio crackled again. “I’m getting it right now.” The tapping stopped. By morning— there were no footprints. Just marks in the snow. Like something had been standing there… for hours. Listening.