I don't own "welcome to Night Vale," or any quotes references or unintelligible whistles in this story.

Day 1-

"Children often think they see monsters at night, but reassure them that monsters aren't real and what they probably saw were apparitions." –Cecil Baldwin

I forget when I came to this town, I lose track of time easily though, I just remember that I came here with Carlos, welcome to Night Vale Journals.

I'm aware that writing utensils and paper are banned outside of poetry week, but everything I write on my computer ends up deleted. If there is to be any real information remembered, I'll need to break a few rules. Not many people realize I'm here, while pink and black hair would stand out normally, in this town, nothing is normal. The other night, I was spending my time like I usually do, laying in the desert sands, listening to Night Vale Community Radio. Carlos comes up to me and says, "Melody, you need to make some friends your age here, we may not be here permanently, but you need something to do. Meanwhile, I need to find out what to do about all the information being deleted from the computers."

As he walked back into the house by Big Rico's Pizza, my attention turned back to Cecil's voice, still emanating from the speakers of my radio. He, too, mentions that all the audio files at the station have been erased. I frown to myself, and think about ways to stop this erasing of data, so that no one forgets.

A mysterious glowing cloud made its way across town nearly a week ago, it dropped animal carcasses on people, and changed colors often, I think that is what erased the information, but I'm not sure, I can't really remember.

I need to get an internship at the radio station, maybe then I can get more information, Cecil's always getting letters from the city council and the sheriff's secret police. Sadly all the intern positions are filled. This means that I will have to wait for one of them to die, and then apply for their position. Hoping not to get caught, sincerely yours, Melody.

So, yah, I know it was short, but it was just the beginning, admit you liked it and we can all be friends. Follow, Favorite, Review, and Hail the Glow Cloud, Felan.