327 Days of Radio Waves

The world went silent 327 days ago. Chen Yan marks another day on the rusted satellite receiver as sandstorms scour the wasteland outside his tin shelter. Half a bag of moldy biscuits labeled "Emergency Reserve" and a dead laptop with a shattered screen are all that remain of civilization. The radio waves that once connected humanity have vanished, leaving only static and the howling wind. In this desolate post-apocalyptic world, survival means more than just staying alive—it means holding onto the fragile hope that somewhere, someone is still transmitting.