Carlos, perfect and beautiful, came into our studios during the break earlier, but declined to stay for an interview.
He had some sort of blinking box in his hand covered with wires and tubes. Said he was testing the place for materials. I don’t know what materials he meant, but that box sure whistled and beeped a lot. When he put it close to the microphone, it sounded like, well, like a bunch of baby birds had just woken up… really went crazy.
Carlos looked nervous. I’ve never seen that kind of look on someone with that strong of a jaw.
He left in a hurry. Told us to evacuate the building. But then, who would be here to talk sweetly to all of you out there?
Settling in to be another clear night and pretty evening here in Night Vale. I hope all of you out there have someone to sleep through it with, or at least, good memories of when you did.
Good night, listeners, good night.