Night Vale was a beautiful desert city known for it's oddities and temporal shifts. Over two hundred years ago it fell into complete mystery. Stories of relatives of those who lived in the city claimed it had just disappeared, others claim they have found a wealth of scientific secrets in an empty and mostly dilapidated city.
Carlos Santos PhD brushed off these myths until his Urban Explorer sister appears on his lab's doorstep one day claiming to have found something. A small portable radio with "NVCR" engraved on the side. At the right time every night, a high, clearly pre-recorded voice spoke from the crackling speakers. "Thank you for listening to Night Vale Community Radio. Praise our Smiling God."

This is a mix for a fic I'm endeavoring to write

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