Well… The past few weeks have been an adventure. Sorry for the lack of posts… Exactly three weeks ago I was ushered out of town by the Sheriff’s Secret Police for [EDITED CONTENT]. It didn’t seem like a valid excuse to get kicked out of town! But I guess when you [EDITED CONTENT] in Nightvale, you’re not really welcome there…?

Anyway, I went back to school for a little while, eager to show off the sketches that I had done in that interesting little town. So I return to class and reach into my handbag… Where was my sketchbook?! There was a note there though, one typed up very clearly.

I think I can assume who WG is… I mean clearly it’s the WORLD GOVERNMENT. … Wow. They’re a lot less likely to censor, aren’t they?

So… Here I am. I’m back in Night Vale. I’m here to sketch. School can wait for a while. I’m sure my professors will understand. Well, I hope they do…

[[ REAL TALK: I know this is the first time I’ve posted out of character, and I’m sorry! But I just wanted to apologize for the lack of posts in the past few weeks. I’m in school for Illustration and working my way through school and the workload really picked up. I’m back into the swing of things though! I know I’ll have more time to post things now.

Also, I just really wanted to thank everyone for all of their support!!! You have all been such a loving community. All I can say is that I really do feel Welcome to Night Vale. <3 ]]

Today I was out walking when I spotted Old Woman Josie. She was out by the car lot. I saw her speaking to a figure. A large winged figure. And when I approached her afterwards, she clarified that they were indeed Angels and not one of several other things I assumed them to be.

She tried to sell me a lightbulb, which I graciously declined. Who needs lightbulbs when you have mushrooms growing in your hotel room that emanate the most delightful blue light.

This town is turning out to be strange. Quite strange.

The most exquisite man walked into town today. While I have only been here a few days myself, I am absolutely certain that he is the finest of our species I will observe here. He has the most charming way about him, and his hair…

HIS HAIR. It is absolutely PERFECT.

And I do not normally speak lightly of such things. Never before did I think that something so… Wondrous could exist.

In other news, it seems he is a scientist. But science is not needed to see that beautiful mane on his perfectly shaped head.

Today I decided to walk around the outskirts of town a little (which I found out is not the best idea, for a number of unmentionable reasons). I was surprised to find that despite the heat and the blaring sun, children still go out to play! Although none of them seemed very joyous to do it. In fact a number of them stood there and looked like they didn’t want to be there at all.

And it didn’t seem the safest either…

There were a number of helicopters in the air at any one time, and most of the children and families seemed to be packing up whenever they spotted a specific one.

Someone suggested that a nice cold orange would be a good hydrating snack when I was out. And it was! If you ignore the way that it glowed furiously, with a light I think might be radiation? Though, most of the food in this town seems to have that anyway.