"In breaking news, the sky. The earth. Life.
Existence as an unchanging plane with horizons of birth and death in the faint distance.
We have nothing to speak about. There never was. Words are an unnecessary trouble. Expression is time wasting away. Any communication is just a yelp in the darkness.
Ladies, gentlemen, listeners, you.
I am speaking now but I am saying nothing. I am just making noises and, as it happens, they are organized in words and you should not draw meaning from this.
The service for Leland will be lovely. We will throw flowers and weep. He will be buried in the break room as is the custom. His family will come and moon about the coffee as though we have answers.
We do not have answers. I am not certain that we even have questions. I have chosen to not be certain of anything at all.
This is Cecil, generally, speaking to you, metaphorically, for Night Vale Community Radio.
And I would like to say in the most nebulous terms possible, and with no real world implications or insinuations of objective meaning:
Goodnight, listeners. Goodnight."
-Welcome To Night Vale, Episode 5, The Shape In Grove Park
A few weird/plot things mixed in, but.