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The Last Broadcast
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Ongoing, First published Oct 25
🎙️ The Last Broadcast

"If you can hear this... you're one of the lucky ones."

The world ended quietly.
No bombs. No plague. No monsters clawing out of the dirt.
Just silence - spreading across the globe like a blanket, until even the sky stopped answering.

And yet, at midnight, one station still hums through the static.
WZRD-89.9. The Last Broadcast.
Every night, its host - the elusive DJ Lazarus - opens the line to anyone still out there.
The desperate. The hopeful. The lost.

Some callers share stories of survival.
Others whisper confessions meant for ghosts.
And a few... don't sound human at all.

But as more voices tune in, the truth behind the signal begins to surface.
The tower everyone swears burned down years ago might never have existed.
The transmissions might not be live.
And Lazarus might not be broadcasting alone.

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🕛 Apply-Fic Information
	•	Applications open October 22 - November 12, 2025 (00:00 EST)
	•	8-12 accepted callers will join the network
	•	Submit your "transmission file" and become part of the final frequency

"Tell your story before the static takes the line."
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