You're riding alone on a moonlit but starless night.

You just missed your exit, and now there's only one way back home.

So sit back, open your ears, and hold on tight,

because you're about to take a quick detour through Uncanny County.

You don't find this strange?

The secret interview at a casual restaurant using code names for God's sake.

Driving out to meet the woman I'm theoretically replacing in a backup television studio in the middle of nowhere? I just figured it was par for the

course in the news biz. Or a ritual sacrifice? That last part was a joke? It was funny. Morgan,

Helen, looks harmless enough. Ms. McLo. News 3's executive producer is no one to be afraid of,

unless you're trying to hide a big story from her. And she said the job was yours. If Connie

Ambrosek signs off. Well, after all these years, I guess she has earned that right.

There's that accent. Does it always come back when you come home?

No.

And it's not home.

Not for years now.

There.

She's turning up ahead.

I see it.

Wow.

This is off the map.

It's their old studio.

Apparently it's the only place Connie will work.

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