Nightshift 22, Radio Broadcast #1
(With a click, the radios of Landel's once more turned on. Immediately, there were signs that this broadcast was somewhat different. There was a fuzzy quality, even to the silence, before the music kicks in. No instrumental tonight, but the beginning chords of David Bowie's 'Dead Man Walking'. The music fades to the backdrop, before the husky and gravely voice of the radio announcer cuts in)
Welcome, welcome, all you new cats and kitties. Enjoy the ditty, it's a favorite. Welcome to the hell called Landel's. Are you scared yet? I bet you are, don't be ashamed. We all shake the same when the night comes in. You'll learn the ropes and abandon your hopes soon enough - unless you're strong. I hope you're strong.
My friends, I wish I had better news. It's no fun always singing the blues, choosing what you want to hear, but I fear I must be blunt with you tonight. The big bad doctor man doesn't always lie - 'we're breaking in the new boys, deceive your next of kin'. Some sins are real. But don't let him break you! - if only you knew what I know. I'd show you, if I could.
Maybe I will, before the night has died. Shake pride to its foundations, rip away the veil, the pale horse rides but not for me. Would you like that? I bet you would. Well then, stay tuned all of you fine young things in Landel's Land. I've got so much more to say, when the time is right. Maybe tonight, maybe tomorrow, my time right now is borrowed I'm afraid.
Stay tuned, you'll hear from me again. Same hellish time, same hellish channel.
Peace out, my friends."
The song finishes, the fuzzy background static returns, and the radios all shut off at once.
Welcome, welcome, all you new cats and kitties. Enjoy the ditty, it's a favorite. Welcome to the hell called Landel's. Are you scared yet? I bet you are, don't be ashamed. We all shake the same when the night comes in. You'll learn the ropes and abandon your hopes soon enough - unless you're strong. I hope you're strong.
My friends, I wish I had better news. It's no fun always singing the blues, choosing what you want to hear, but I fear I must be blunt with you tonight. The big bad doctor man doesn't always lie - 'we're breaking in the new boys, deceive your next of kin'. Some sins are real. But don't let him break you! - if only you knew what I know. I'd show you, if I could.
Maybe I will, before the night has died. Shake pride to its foundations, rip away the veil, the pale horse rides but not for me. Would you like that? I bet you would. Well then, stay tuned all of you fine young things in Landel's Land. I've got so much more to say, when the time is right. Maybe tonight, maybe tomorrow, my time right now is borrowed I'm afraid.
Stay tuned, you'll hear from me again. Same hellish time, same hellish channel.
Peace out, my friends."
The song finishes, the fuzzy background static returns, and the radios all shut off at once.