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[resonancemonolith]

Liquid Drum and Bass Mix 2025.01d – Resonance Monolith

“The document is attributed to a medic stationed at Miren Point — one of the last coastal refuges still operational at the time. His notes mention a boy who arrived one night, quiet, feverish, and frost-bitten, carrying an old radio he kept close to his chest.

The medic wrote that the child spoke little, and when he did, his words were fragmented — fever talk, shifting between moments of clarity and delirium. He mentioned them once, in passing, and the shore, as if the two were somehow the same.

The entry ends without conclusion. This occurred one week before Miren Point was evacuated.“ — Dr. Eleanor Marsh – Archivist

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Deep Drum and Bass Mix 2025.05 – Resonance Monolith

Field Transmission, M. Ellis — Day 27

“…I found graffiti on the old walls. Fresh paint. That means someone passed here not long ago. If it was you — leave another mark. I’ll follow.”

Field Transmission, M. Ellis — Day 34

“…fields, endless fields. Every horizon looks the same. Are you out there? Am I chasing ghosts?”

Field Transmission, M. Ellis — Day 42

“…this is Daniel Cole, transmitting again. If you can hear me — I’ve come too far to turn back. Keep the signal alive. I’ll find you, whoever you are.” — Field Transmission, M. Ellis

🎧 Style: Deep Drum & Bass 🔗 Listen also: [Youtube] | [Mixcloud]

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Liquid Drum and Bass Mix 2025.01c – Resonance Monolith

“Zone 6, officially listed as the RRB Containment Field, remains sealed under multiple layers of classification. No one could survive there — the radiation and the storms… Yet several testimonies describe seeing a small figure walking toward the perimeter during the late winter of that year — carrying what appeared to be a radio.

The official logs make no mention of an incident, but fragments from the redacted RRB Field Notes 04-B refer to ‘anomalous motion detected beyond the exclusion markers’ and ‘environmental readings inconsistent with baseline decay’. Radiation counters recorded nothing.

The last sighting placed him near the northern boundary, facing the distant shapes beneath the snow. No one saw him return.” — Dr. Eleanor Marsh – Archivist

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Deep Drum and Bass Mix 2025.02 – Resonance Monolith

Resonance Research Bureau – Observation Log 38/UNDERPASS/[REDACTED]

Location: Pedestrian Underpass C-17, Inner Ring Road Source: Child testimony (Subject K, age 8)

Transcript:

“We were walking home in the rain. Mom said we’d use the tunnel.

The lights inside were flickering and loud. I held her hand because I didn’t like the sound.

Then her hand wasn’t there. My fingers were just closed on nothing.

I looked around. She was gone.

I could still hear her shoes beside mine. Right next to me. But there was nobody.

I started crying and walking at the same time. The steps stayed by my ear.

Then something took my hand. Too tight. I tried to pull away.

After a moment it felt like her again. Warm. Normal. She asked why I stopped.

I said she disappeared. She said she didn’t.

Her hand was clean and dry. Mine was dirty, like I fell — but I didn’t fall.”

End of Log

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Liquid Drum and Bass Mix 2025.03c – Resonance Monolith

“As a child, we lived on the last street. Behind our house there were no more houses, only a row of trees, and beyond them the fields, the winter plain dissolving into fog. I used to stand there and imagine that the world simply ended past the trees. As if there was nothing at all beyond them.

Now I find myself once more at the edge of the city, the same cold, dry air biting at my face. Only one thing has changed: I can no longer brush off the thought. Maybe there really is nothing beyond the trees — and if you step past them, you don’t return.” — Elias Harrow, Whispers Beneath the Pines

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Deep Drum and Bass Mix 2025.04 – Resonance Monolith

"I crossed another outer district tonight — tall concrete housing blocks repeating along the road, their windows dark, their paint peeled down to bare stone.

A single sodium lamp still worked near the perimeter, casting a low amber band through the damp air. I stopped there only briefly. No voices. No traffic.

Half-buried near the curb I noticed a metal plate, its screws rusted through, its lettering mostly gone. Only a fragment remained legible: — Research Division — The rest had flaked away into orange dust.

Nothing moved. Even the loose wires along the fence line hung without sway, as if the night itself had weight.

I didn’t linger. Places like this don’t feel empty — only left mid-use.

I kept east along the darker stretch of road. The lamp fell behind quickly. For a few minutes the ground still felt measured beneath my steps, then the rhythm thinned out and disappeared."

From the correspondence of Daniel and Margaret Cole, April 17 2087 – November 04 2088

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