Notes From A Scientist Chapter 4, a radio dramas fanfic

Day Twenty-Six in Night Vale.

Have to keep this one short – the City Council is voting today to remove a door in Radon Canyon. It's keeping a bunch of Plutonium from killing everything in a hundred-mile radius, but do they care? No! All they care about is that the warning sign on the door is an eyesore.

Don't even have time for a proper dinner beforehand. I was planning on having some pizza, but I'll just grab some gum for now.

Lavender? What kind of a flavor is that? Better than nothing, I suppose.

*wrapper crinkling*

Not bad. Anyway, the sun actually set on time yesterday. Dr. Donovan said it was five seconds early, but no one else agreed with him. No sign from the glow cloud, and no more city-wide panic attacks. Thank goodness.

On a semi-related note, Cecil survived…whatever the hell was going on with his bosses.

…Is that the time? Crap. I'm late! I'll add notes after the meeting.

*clicking sound*

*prolonged silence*

*clicking sound*

I got there just in time. Presented my case against the door removal to no avail. The measure was passed and now this whole town is doomed. Totally doomed.

*loud beep*

Sorry about that – Big Rico's was closed by the meeting's end so I'm having ramen noodles tonight.

Dr. Cameron reported that the sun set normally tonight as well, though there was a bizarre blue flash shortly before it dipped below the horizon. I've heard about green flashes, but a blue one? I'll check it out tomorrow.

That's all for today. This is Dr. Carlos Munoz, recording from Night Vale.

XxXx

Day Twenty-Six in Night Vale.

…Weird. Just got a strong feeling of déjà vu. Anyway, I'll have to cut this one short – the City Council is voting today to remove a door in Radon Canyon. It's keeping a bunch of Plutonium from killing everything in a hundred-mile radius, but they don't care! All they care about is how the warning sign on it is an eyesore.

I don't even have time for a proper dinner beforehand. I was planning on having some pizza, but I'll just grab some gum for now.

Lavender? That's a weird flavor. It's better than nothing, I suppose.

*wrapper crinkling*

Huh. Not bad. Anyway, the sun actually set on time yesterday. Dr. Donovan said it was five seconds early, but no one agreed with him. No sign of the glow cloud and no more city-wide panic attacks. Thank goodness.

On a semi-related note, Cecil survived…whatever the hell was happening with his bosses.

…Is that the time? Crap. I'm late. More notes will be added after the meeting.

*clicking sound*

*prolonged silence*

*clicking sound*

I got there just in time. Presented my case against the door removal to no avail. The measure was passed and now this whole town is doomed. Ab-so-lutely doomed.

*loud beep*

Sorry about that – Big Rico's was closed by the meeting's end so I'm having ramen noodles tonight.

Also on the meeting, one of the "angels" – which look nothing like the traditional type, by the way – gave me a funny look as I left the town hall. No idea what that was about.

That's all for today. This is Dr. Carlos Munoz, recording from Night Vale.

XxXx

Day Twenty-Six in Night Vale.

I don't even have time for –

*phone rings*

Really? Someone has to call me now? Hold on.

*rattling noise*

*muffled speaking*

Hello? Yes, this is Carlos.

I have to what? Eat at Big Rico's? I don't have time – I have to stop the Town Council from passing that measure tonight.

Yes, it's that important.

A little bit, but everyone gets déjà vu. That doesn't mean we're all trapped in time loops.

Look, I'm sorry, but I have to get going now.

*phone clicking*

*rattling noise*

That was Old Woman Josie – she told me that her angels believe I'm trapped in some kind of Groundhog's Day-type scenario. I think something similar happened to Sheriff Carter back home, but the odds of it happening again in a completely town…

I can work out the odds later. Just in case, I'll try my hardest to stop the vote from passing. If anything could make a day repeat, it's that.

…Is that the time? Crap. I'm really late. I'll add more notes after the meeting.

*clicking sound*

*prolonged silence*

*clicking sound*

I didn't make it in time. Well, I should clarify. I was able to make my case just fine – and lost – but Big Rico's was closed by the time I got out. Old Woman Josie shot me a disapproving look when I showed up.

…Kind of reminded me of my abuela.

Anyway, since I didn't stop the vote, today's gonna repeat again. Wish there was a way to leave myself a note.

Wait, why is the memory light flashing? Lemme check – I'll get right back to notes soon.

*clicking sound*

*prolonged silence*

*clicking sound*

Apparently this tape is almost full. I listened to it and I have three recordings on it – all of them for my twenty-sixth day in Night Vale. I have an idea, hopefully this'll work.

XxXx

Carlos, this is yourself. Yeah, I know it's weird, but stop thinking it out and listen, okay? You're – we're – I'm – whatever. You're trapped in a time loop, repeating the same day over and over. When you listen to this, it'll be for the fourth time. You have to stop the measure from being passed. Do whatever it takes or you'll be trapped forever. Got it?

XxXx

I tried to stop the vote – even brought up the time loop – but no one would listen. I don't know if this is possible. One more time. If it doesn't work on my fifth time, I'll try something else.

XxXx

Guess what? I couldn't stop the vote. Again. I don't think it's possible. Old Woman Josie keeps telling me to eat at Big Rico's. I'll try to fit it in on my sixth try. Here's hoping.

XxXx

I'm right outside the courtroom. It doesn't seem like I'll have time to stop the vote and eat at Big Rico's. I'll decide once I get in there.

*running footsteps*

*door slams open and shut*

There is no time! No more time!

*door slams open and shut*

*running footsteps*

I'm going to

*pant*

head to Big Rico's

*pant*

now. Hopefully, this will

*pant*

break the pattern. That's

*pant*

all for today. This is

*pant*

Dr. Carlos Munoz, re-

*pant*

cording from Night Vale.