Chapter 1

"No, I haven't told her yet." Ray said to Robbie.
"Told who what?" Lily asked from the doorway of the underground.
"I haven't told my mom that, she, uh, she need's to clean the bathroom!" Ray saved.
"Ha, ha. Now, we're on in 15." Travis interjected. Lily ran to her chair and slid her headphones on.
"Ten!".... "Five..four..." .... "Two..." Travis flipped the switch.
"This is," Robbie started.
"Radio Free Roscoe," his pals chimed in.
"I'm Question Mark, and I'm wondering," He said. "Why don't other stations ever play music? It's always Talk talk talk, blah blah blah."
"I don't know, but my arm feels funny." Ray answered.
"Thanks for the info, Pronto." Lily joked. "Now, thanks to Question Mark's question, we'll play a song for our listeners."
Travis placed a CD into the player. "This is 'Pleased to Meet You', by The Carnations."
The four pulled their headphones off and reclined into their chairs. But Ray moved over to the old red couch, wiggling his hand around oddly.
"Hey, Swami, can you do some Buddha voodoo or something to help my hand?"
"Not if Swami is used to address me." Travis replied.
"Hey Ray, isn't there something you wanted tell Lily?" Robbie asked, smiling.
"What?" Lily looked over at Ray.
He stood up. "Lily," he began, "Um, I, uh, OWW!!!!!" Ray grabbed his chest and fell over onto the couch.
"Ray, come on. Ray? RAY?!?! HELP HIM, SOMEONE!!" Lily screamed.
Ray was breathing heavily, then slid into a sleep-like trance. Robbie and Travis lifted his limp body onto the vacant lot above the station as Lily told the listeners that they were going to play a non-stop block of music in honor of Question Mark.
After calling the paramedics on the RFR phone, Lily ran up the stairs.
"What's going on? What happened?" She asked frantically.
"I have no idea! Travis?" Robbie looked down at Ray's body on the ground.
"I-I don't know." They could hear the sirens of the ambulances coming up the street.