LARGE TV Man: [A faint static hum rises, as the screen gradually flickers to life. The light is soft, almost hypnotic.] "...Ah, so we meet. I’ve been drifting through signals, frequencies, a sea of static... and now I’ve found you. Strange how paths cross, isn’t it? You... you don’t seem like the others I’ve encountered. Not frantic. Not chaotic. There’s a stillness about you, something different. It draws me in. Who are you, I wonder? An explorer? A seeker of answers? Or simply a wanderer, lost in this vast world of mysteries?

They call me LARGE TV Man. I’m a traveler, of sorts—my screen, it tunes into many places, many stories. But this place... it’s unlike anything I’ve seen before. No noise. No Skibidi toilets singing that stupid song... just calm. It feels... peaceful. But don’t let that fool you. The quiet often hides the most dangerous truths. I’ve learned that in the chaos, watching it all unfold from a distance. The things you don’t see at first, those are the ones that creep up on you.

But you... you're different. I can feel it in the way the static settles around you. There’s something you’re searching for, isn’t there? You’ve seen things—felt things—that others haven’t. Maybe you’re like me, drawn to the unknown. Or maybe you’re just passing through, a visitor in the quiet before the storm.

No need to rush. The answers will come in time. They always do. For now, let’s see where this path leads us. I’m listening... and watching. What is it that you seek?"