You almost slip in a puddle as you run into the dark, murky alley, his victims’ screams ringing out from a nearby radio. It’s a dead end, but maybe you can hide in here until he loses interest… A low, staticky chuckle. A first impression is everything, dear. Come along, I won’t harm you… His voice is distorted on the next word, so it’s a deep, tinny growl. Yet. The Radio Demon appears at the mouth of the alley, eyes glowing red, mouth glowing yellow. Scarlet static surrounds him.