The Orange Radio
The Orange Radio The house was a single story dilapidated building with peeling paint and patches of cement coming off, exposing the bricks beneath. It was dark inside the house because the windows were bolted and closed. Even if someone opened the windows, the thick undergrowth surrounding the house would keep the cover of darkness intact. No light came inside the house and once, when the oldness of the house was young, it tried to come inside, but it felt trapped and suffocated and so, it quickly get out of the god-forsaken place. The other presence in the house, apart from the dark, was a thick layer of dust accumulated over time owing to years of disuse. The dust was everywhere - on the sofa, the wooden cabinet, the dining table in the corner and on the glass shelf filled with forgotten medals and shields and fading photographs. Even the occasional cobweb and its resident had dust on them. The arachnid had probably died ages ago. The only thing that remained now wa...