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"Carlos, wake up." Cecil said, shaking the scientist slightly. Carlos made no move to get up, and he didn't even seem to be awake.
"Carlos, wake up!" Cecil said a bit louder, shaking Carlos more. Carlos still slept.
"Carlos, wake up!" Cecil practically screamed, shaking Carlos wildly and jumping on him, but there was still no response from Carlos.
Huffing, Cecil grabbed the blankets that Carlos had managed to wrap himself in and pulled, causing him to fall into the floor along with them.
"Carlos, I think you fell out of bed!" Cecil said, feigning surprise.
"Cecil..." Carlos muttered from inside the blankets. "Did you wake me up before the alarm again?"
"No, of course not!" Cecil assured. The alarm buzzed in a low, haunting tone and Cecil slammed the snooze. "Okay, maybe a little." He grinned. "But I'm really excited that you're going to do a whole show with me today! Station management was totally against it at first, but I told them you could do cool science stuff, and-"
"Okay, Ceec, I get it." Carlos interrupted, struggling out of his blanket prison. "I get that you're excited. But can you tone it down a bit? You just woke me up, okay?"
"Yeah, sure." Cecil nodded and Carlos trudged into the bathroom to get ready.
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"Oh my gosh Carlos, this is gonna be so much fun!" Cecil said, practically dragging his boyfriend behind him.
"Yeah, got it." Carlos muttered, still half asleep.
"And also-" Cecil began but never finished.
"What, Cecil?" Carlos asked, stopping and following Cecil's eyes.
"What." Cecil said simply.
The radio tower on top of the station was glowing a brilliant blue, which definitely, even in Night Vale, wasn't normal.
"I'm going in!" Cecil announced and began running to the station door.
"Cecil, no!" Carlos yelled, following the radio host inside.
"Intern Candy?" Cecil called out. "Are you in here?"
Carlos caught up to him. "Cecil, no one's here. And I checked, station management's office has ceased to exist."
"Oh, that just means they've gone home." Cecil shrugged, then started panicking again. "Carlos. Look. In the studio."
Carlos turned and looked, then his mouth dropped open. In the studio, there was a strange human-like figure composed entirely of the same blue light that the radio tower was emanating. The figure turned around and spotted them, then its somehow possible features bent into a scowl and it disappeared.
"Is it g-" Carlos began, but he was cut off by a bright blue light that grew and enveloped everything.
Then everything went black.