"Listeners I have just received a call from you know who. No not Voldemort. Carlos, my perfect scientist boyfriend. He has made contact with the strangers in the Impala. I'm worried for him, Nightvale. He is in violation of at least 4 different laws set in place by the Sheriff's Secret Police, including believing in mountains, but that is besides the point. He says he is taking them to his laboratory to examine a new specimen he has discovered. Are these men scientists as well? There were no reports of these men wearing lab coats, all though that would certainly change things listeners. Hang on... Ok a letter from Station Management was just handed to me by our new intern Tessa... Oh dear. Um listeners this note says here that if I don't start reporting on actual news I may be fired. From existence. I'm sorry I'm just a little concerned about my scientist boyfriend with these new strangers. I just want to know he is safe. But, *sigh* I am a reporter and this is my job. Listeners lets take a look at traffic.
There is a car. A single car. The only car on the road. There is a man in the car. There are multiple men in the car. Three men to be exact. They are on their way somewhere important. To something important. They are silent. But the radio is not. It is loud. Rock and Roll music blares from the speakers, which has been outlawed for years since the accident of '94. Hopefully the men will not pass the Sheriff's Secret Police blimps patrolling Highway 800. They are almost to their destination. They are passing the Whispering Forest. Except, something is wrong. The trees are silent. They whisper not a word. The man in the back seat is intrigued and writes on a clipboard. The two men in the front do not notice. They do not notice a lot of do not notice the danger they are in by coming here. The do not see the eyes staring at them from deep within the forest. They do not hear the beating of wings overhead. They do not notice, but neither does the man in the back of the car, which is unusual for him. He notices a lot of things usually.
This has been traffic.