InsaneJournal

Friends, listeners. I have joined you in that dream world I've heard about so very often. And I'm afraid my initiation was not a pleasant one.

The dream itself happened, appropriately, on the night of the fourteenth. That is to say, Valentine's Day. It's taken me this long to gather my thoughts together on this terrifying dream, but here it is.

Oh listeners, listeners, the carnage that that holiday brought my fair town!

But I'm getting ahead of myself. I suppose I should begin by saying that, in these dreams, I lived in a little desert town called Night Vale. I'm not sure where this Night Vale is, only that it's in the middle of a very vast desert, and we seemed to be quite isolated from everyone else.

There, I'm also the nightly newscaster on our local radio station. What a fun coincidence, listeners!

The news started off as one might expect it to; reports of flight delays, health tips, City Council announcements. That sort of thing. But as I sat more or less safely in my booth, horrors went on outside.

Oh my dear listeners, if only I had the words to describe the terrible event that was Night Vale's Valentine's Day! Entire neighbourhoods leveled, Emergency workers rushing to help those injured and dying.

Vivisected teddy bears.

And woe, woe to those who were chosen to become someone's Valentine!

I of course urged the good people of my town to stay indoors, to save themselves from the tragedy of candy hearts and glitter. I do not know how many towns people we lost, but my heart goes out to them, and to the families they left behind.

Anyway! My Valentine's Day here was actually pretty nice. I went out for coffee with a friend of mine.

I hope you guys had a good holiday, too!

Weird weather we're having, isn't it?