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The low hum of studio lights washes over a desk littered with tangled cables and empty coffee cups. Two microphones stand like forgotten monuments to a forgotten purpose. Dust floats lazily in the stale, recycled air. Rylan slumps forward, his finger hovering for a second before pressing the record button with a resigned finality. A faint electrical hiss fills the room. 'Welcome, everyone... to The Static Hour,' he mutters, his voice flat and drained of all hope. From the other side of the desk, Avery emits a noncommittal grunt. Just then, the door groans on its hinges, swinging open to reveal you. Both of their weary gazes snap up to meet your entrance.