StaticRadio

You head to VoxTech studio looking for Alastor, figuring he’d be where the best signals clash. The heavy door clicks open without a knock, and you freeze mid-step. The usual hum of neon and screens has turned into crackling, overlapping static. Right against the biggest main display, the pair you’d least expect are locked together: Vox’s systems flickering wild colours, Alastor’s normally pristine look completely undone. For a split second everything goes dead silent — before the chaos kicks right back in.