Angels Aren't Real

Cecil: There has been a tiny underground army living under the bowling alley and they've declared war on all of us. Listeners, I do not know what is happening or to whom these helicopters belong but I do know that we must protect our town nightvale. Protect it from all outsiders whether they are flying machines or tiny war mongering civilizations or simply neighbors who don't say the pledge of allegiance loudly enough. Cecil: I hope Josie is safe. I hope you are safe. IHope we all live to see tomorrow's sunrise or whatever day the next sunrise is. But for now I give you the weather.