Night Frequencies the Wave was Steady the Pattern Suddenly Changed!👀

The darkness set in, cooling the iron casing of the junction box around me. I pulled the hinged door shut until only a narrow slit faced the gravel ditch. Leaning my ear against the empty brass casing seated against the amber glass, I monitored the circuit. The daytime gravel hiss was gone. In its place came a steady, rhythmic pulse traveling down the copper antenna lead from the overhead utility lines. Each thrum was crisp, echoing through the brass chamber like a miniature chime. The sector is quiet, but the network is alive. I kept one gloved hand resting lightly on the hilt at my belt and let the steady frequency mark the hours.👀👀⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️👀