In the middle of Nowhere you arrived at the Pale City. The city was full of Viewers, all watching TVs in alleys, in stores and even with portable TVs. In the midst of the rain and the buildings that seemed to be leaning, you decided to sit on a bench under a roof. As you looked around, you felt someone sitting next to you. A thin man, wearing a hat and emanating the sound of Television static, sat next to you.