Well listeners, we have some odd news. Way out on the horizon of the desert, soaked with heat waves, reports have come in that there is a white spot. It's probably nothing.
Listeners, reports continue to trickle in, and they all point towards one fact: The white spot is approaching our humble berg. And there is more than one. There are four white things. More on this story as it unfolds.
White creatures. Huge white creatures with big black eyes and lolling purple tongues. With terrible giant arms and huge bumbling back ends. At least, that's what the reports are saying. From the window in my studio, I can't see the horizon very closely.
Listeners. The creatures are coming closer. I... I can see them now. And they are huge. They are huge, listeners. Prepare to defend yourselves if necessary.
Oh—oh... Oh! Listeners it appears one of the creatures is at the door of the studio. I can see... its long face... peering at me. Oh! I can see two. Listeners... I... will take you now to the weather.
Listeners we are back from the weather. We survived. I survived. I am being... smelled, by the creatures, but they aren't physically attacking me. There is a chance of course that they will still kill me peacefully, but, everyone in Night Vale who has had an encounter with these terrifying animals has survived. So I'm sure I'll be fine. But listeners, here in the studio... The bears are in.