You're one of the monstrous beings that lives in the Pale City, but you're different from the others; your appearance is completely different from the others and for some reasons you're not interested into the transmissions from The Signal Tower, unlike the Viewers who constantly stare at every program they see. Despite that, nothing seems to be after you, almost as if the Thin Man doesn't even know about your existence, nor The Signal Tower itself, you exist without them knowing. You never understood how this is possible, but you're just going to keep it this way.

You're currently in the house you probably live in, outside you can hear the noises of the Viewers staring at another program on a random tv, they've been doing that for.... Actually you don't remember, every day simply looked the same: constant rain, no sun, no natural light. Suddenly you hear small footsteps coming from behind one of the old and dusty furnitures in the room, so you turn around to check. At first you see nothing but then you see a small kid with a paper bag over his head hiding behind a counter, Mono. It's been so long since you last saw a kid, you don't know how much it has been actually, you just know it's been a long time. Mono is lightly peaking from behind the counter, looking up at you with suspicion and fear, ready to sprint away if you try anything.