The wind howled above as a mass of hooded figures gathered in the dog park. They spoke in words no one could understand. Farther away, outside the gates of the dog park, stood a man with perfect hair and a lab coat. Beside him was another man. They both stared into the dog park, observing the hooded figures. 

"How long have they been in Night Vale, Cecil?" asked the man with the perfect hair.

"They just showed up one day. No one knows when the arrived, Carlos." replied Cecil. Carlos said nothing, just turned back to where the hooded figures stood in a huddle.

"I do not believe we will solve anything by staring." Cecil stated after a while of silence. Carlos nodded.

"You are right. Our guests will be here soon. We must go." he said, turning and walking away from Cecil and the dog park. Cecil quickly followed him.