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A Strange Town

This is a crossover fanfiction of King Falls AM (Credit goes to: Kyle Brown & Eric Kimelton) and Welcome To Night Vale (Credit goes to: Joseph Fink and Jeffrey Cranor. ) Please check out the podcasts, if you haven’t already.

When an odd, cloudless storm hits both both towns, something happens to cause a connection between radio broadcasts.

Chapter 1 (Edited)

Ben finished whipping down the phones something that had become part of the routine before he and Sammy started the show. Since Chet had the slot right before theirs he didn’t want to even think about the gross and creepy things he had done with them, and most likely was still doing with them. He shuttered at the imagine, and tried to block out everything else he might have done in there just moments before him and Sammy were supposed to go on the air.

“All clean?” Sammy asked as he sat at his desk, a warm cup of coffee in his hand.

“Probably not” Ben replied, crumpling up the disinfectant rag and dropping it in the trash “I don’t think this will ever be clean enough, even if you poured bleach everywhere. These walls know things nobody should know. And god knows what he’s done elsewhere in here!” He gestured to the mug in Sammys hand.

“Okay” Sammy said slowly lowering the mug away from his mouth “I’m bringing my own mug from now on. To and from work.” He gave his friend a look of displeasure, watching him sit down. With a nod to each other they started the show. 

“Hello King Falls, thank you for tuning in. I am Sammy Stevens, and with my is my best friend, and co-host Ben Arnold.” Sammy greeted the listening audience “as I’m sure most of you know, we are due for one hell of a storm.  Be sure to stay safe, and away from windows. Keep tuned in to 660 on the radio dial.”

“And please” Ben chimed in “stay indoors. I know this goes without saying, for most people anyway, but no matter what your reasoning is once this bad boy starts, you do not want to get caught in it.”

“Yes, that too” Sammy agreed “I just hope it doesn't hit before we are done for the night. I do not want to be trapped here when it hits. If it hits.”

“What do you mean IF it hits, Sammy” Ben said “its bound to happen, everything points to it. Not to mention, I got a sever weather alert on my phone.”

Sammy sighed “you know how wrong that can be sometimes” he said.

“Yes, but, usually when there is a red screen staring you in the face, that means something is coming.”

“I never said it wasn’t coming. I know its fairly likely that it will, I’m just saying that there is a possibility that it might not. You can never really know what mother nature is going to pull. That being said...”

There was a loud rumbling sound in the distance. A soft trickle of rain began to fall, that soon became heavier and heavier. While the two hosts sat in the studio rain fell from the stars. Not a cloud in the sky, and yet it still poured. Neither of them aware.

“That being said” Sammy continued over the sound of the rain “it’s always better safe than sorry.”

 “So King Falls, how are you preparing for the storm, while Sammy and I are stuck all the way out here. Give us a call 424-279-3858.”

A bright flash of light filled the room, and in sync with the thunder both Sammy and Ben took off their head set and looked at each other.

“Did you hear that sizzling sound” Ben asked.

“I hope nothing was knocked out. Can you still hear us King Falls?”

Far off from King Falls, another radio host sat in his studio ad thunder roared over head of him. Rain splattered down onto the dry desert landscape as people looked out their windows, and up the the cloudless sky.

“Now this is where it gets really interesting” Cecil rambled on “when you rub the balloon against your body it starts to scream in terror. It doesn’t know what you are doing, or why you are doing it. Why would you do that to a poor innocent balloon in the first place, what did they ever do to you? Even if you did tell it your plans, it wouldn't understand. You’re just being mean. Stop it.  This concludes out children's fun-fact science corner.”

Cecil looked to the intern who walked into the room handing him a piece of paper “oh, thank you Heather” he said polity. He looked over the page “well listeners” he began “it appears that our newest intern Heather has handed me an important announcement. At least I can assume it’s important, it has large red letters I M P O R T A N T, and a little stick person frowning as its struck by lightning. That’s adorable, you can really see the pain, fear, and shock on his face. Did you draw that Heather? She’s shaking her head at me, and pointing to the page. Alright. Although the sky is clear, it appears to be raining and pretty hard. You are all asked to stay inside during this time.”

Within seconds he passed if off like it was nothing “so anyways. Carlos and I are trying to decide on a new way to rearrange our appartment. We keep going back and forth, and where our coffee table should be, or where to keep the collection of blood stones I have from my childhood, It’s just a mess, let me tell you. He wants to put his white board full of numbers he keeps changing in the kitchen. I say that will totally throw off everything, but he does have a point when he says it matches the refrigerate both of them have that off white color to them.” 

A loud crack of thunder roared through town, and almost instantly there was a sizzling sound coming from his headset.

“Hello” he asked slowly “can you still hear me out there, I’m having some technical difficulties.”

“Hello Ben asked slowly “who is this, and how did you get into our signal. Did you hack us or something? You picked a pretty shitty night to do it.”

“Hack you” Cecil repeated “no, I don’t think I even know how. “

“Oh yeah” Ben scoffed “because its so hard to hack radio signals, as if it hasn't been done before. Look man, if you’re going to say some weird shit, freak out some people hurry up and get it over with.” 

“I’m- I just report the news” Cecil explained “news, community calendar, daily events. You know, like the slowly approaching void, that will one day consume us all in never ending darkness. They say you never know when it’s going to happen but when it happens you bet I’ll be here.”

“Uh. What. What kind of news is that?”

“Didn’t you have a void scare a few days ago?”

“No.Because chances are it’s not going to happen and if it does it wont be in our life time.!”

Sammy spoke up “technically speaking, we are already in a void. Just on a rock, floating through the void of space.”

“That’s dark Sammy” Ben said looking at his friend “also don't let this strange guy get to you man.“

“I’m not, I’m just saying he is technically right, we are in a void. Just probably not the one he’s talking about. Right... uh.. “ Sammy paused. He didn’t know this guys name. “Do you mind telling us your name stranger?”

“I’m Cecil” he said “and trust my, I’m married to a scientist, I know there is a void coming, he wouldn't not tell me this stuff.”

“Hi Cecil. I’m Sammy, my friend, and co-host Ben can be very opinionated at times” Sammy said.

“Opinionated, ans stating facts are two different things Sammy! Fact: We don’t have to worry about being consumed by the void at any moment, fact if we were , we would not have any warning. Just poof we’re gone.” Ben looked at Sammy, and let out a long sigh. “So how did you get into out signal?”

“I’m not sure” Cecil said “I’m as surprised as you are.”

“Well, maybe we can work this out” Sammy suggested “there has to be a reasonable explanation.”

“Oh you mean like hacking us” Ben remarked.

“Who would hack a radio station on a mountain” Sammy asked.

“Oh I don’t know” Ben began “I can list a few people off the top of my head, and a few reasons.”

“Does he sound like any one we know, Ben?”

“Wait” Cecil interrupted “wait, did you say mountain? Mountains don’t exist. It is illegal to even mention them. You had better be careful.”

“Mountains don’t- what do you mean they don’t exist” Ben said, raising his voice slightly “we- but. What about these facts now Sammy.”

Sammy looked surprised “Well, I mean. You’re joking right?”

“The existence of illegal things is nothing to joke about” Cecil said “you’d have to go get re-education, not to mention everything else. It is not a fun time.”

Ben paused, looking at Sammy before he started speaking again “right... Where are you from?”

“I am from Night Vale. You? You can’t be from Desert Bluffs.”

“No, no” Ben said “we are from King Falls. I’ve never heard of either of those places you listed.”

“Well I haven't heard of yours either.“

“Good. So we are on the same page there, neither of us have heard of the place the other lives.Supposedly.”

Another thunderous roar cracked over head, echoing on either side.

“Okay, that was weird” Ben said.