9am March 14th, 1932

The 1930s is a hard enough time to live in. It couldn't POSSIBLY get worse- what's that? It CAN? The end of the whole world, you say? Yikes.

(Told through radio broadcasts, diary entries and whatever else I can think of, we hear the story of a bunch of denizens of 1930s America who get stranded in our infinite universe. Yes, it's a little Night Vale-esqe. Sue me.)

~To be more cleverly named later~