Transmission: 19, start
Oh, there's interference alright...
Gentlemen take note: Escort gentlewomen to your experimental broadcasting domain with her in the lead.
Little metal rings; symbolic and handy!
Yeah. Elevators are notorious identity thieves.
Always hide your most precious treasures in plain sight.
Guessing his definition of "on" is up for interpretation.
Curiosity goes well with privacy-breaching programmes. Day is home!
Humanitarian efforts all for Jason; truly unparalleled.
NOT THE CHILDREN.
Slam dunked back into the past, what do you see?
View; ever-itching to climb on and over things/people. Radiowaves for ya.
Little Jason?! Hard to believe that playing with Dim's no fun, right?
Never trust your perception within the broadcast.
And the signals arc.
True View, connection established.
It's true. Mobile games will be our downfall.
Truth always comes down from a crescent moon behind the streetlights.
View's using that light to dispel secrets. Or even better, further obfuscate them!
Vampirism. It's vampirism he's talking about, isn't it? My my my.
"Just garbage. Get that outta here."
To the victor go the spoils 'n all.
TLS! First impressions are everything (cache money).
Day meets View face-to-face with View at her back... who's Jason again?
While Day's meeting View, Sten's stuck on the outside. Oh, the paperwork.
Tyle in over his head? Absurd!
We see what we want to see, hear what we want to hear.
Tampering with the evidence, no matter where it traces, is damning after all.
Light and noise, Dim and Sten's conversation seems familiar.
Light and noise, cease! It's a perfect night to interrupt the broadcast.
End of Ch.XVX