Welcome to the Impala

Chapter 1

Sorry this first chapter is so short!!

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Chapter 1

Dean was tired of watching the old desert road in of him. After all, there wasn't much to look; the road disappeared over the horizon, and the ground was dry and cracked and dusty. Sammy had fallen asleep about a hour ago, along with the only distraction Dean had from the road. He was content, however, with the radio blaring; at least he had something to listen to. And that's when static covered the song on the radio, making the music barely auditable.

"What the hell-?" Dean tried to change the station, but he only found more static. Dean continued to try to fix the radio, and at some point the static became a loud hissing static with a small voice beneath it. The hissing sound was what woke up Sammy.

"What's going on?" Sam shouted over the radio.

"Radio's busted," Dean shrugged. The voice under the hissing sound became more auditable now. It was a calm, memorizing voice that was getting louder as the sound faded until the voice echoed throughout the Impala.

"The optimist says the glass is half full." The voice said. "The pessimist says the glass is half empty. It is only the truthseeker who wonders, Why is the glass there? Why is there water all over the floor? Why is it covering every other surface of the house? Who-or what-is doing this to us?"

"Welcome to Night Vale."