It was a beautifully eerie twilight in Night Vale as Cecil Palmer pedalled his bicycle to the community radio station. The air was the most beautiful shade of purple, the rain was the perfect level of acidity and animal carcasses littering the streets were perfectly odourless. Today was perfect and Cecil couldn’t wait to do the interview with the love of his life, perfect scientist Carlos.
Cecil quietly entered the building which seemed to have noticeable less screams coming out of the office of station management than usual, he found his desk with a warm box of pizza from Big Rico’s and a delicious cup of coffee from Intern Georgia. Looking outside the window, the moon shone bright and the glimpses of colour from the Night Vale Elementary School’s PTA Meeting (most likely from the Glow Cloud) helped light up the misty night sky. Cecil went through his mail, discovering coupons for John Peters’ delicious imaginary corn and a glowing blood amulet as a gift from the city council.
Cecil reached out for his notepad and jotted down the return date of his newly rented library book, a biography of Helen Hunt, as a gift from the faceless spectre for Cecil’s act of kindness on a previous radio broadcast. As Cecil looked outside across the cactus fields, observing their beautiful new haircuts, across the Arby’s, the mysteriously glowing Radon Canyon, the Abandoned Mine Shaft with HBO, the Post Office and the non-existent Dog Park he felt proud to live in such a beautiful city.
He turned on his microphone, greeted his listeners and prepared himself for another nightly broadcast.
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My Dinner with Station Management
FanficIt's just an ordinary day in Night Vale, the sky is purple, the screams are quiet and the black abyss outside the bowling alley leading to a lizard dimension is shining brightly. Cecil Palmer has a very special guest, but will his many, many hindera...
