27 Bravo Report - "Clicking Sounds on my Roof!"

Something is trespassing in the Vast Frontier. It isn’t human, it isn’t born, and it’s manifesting in the quiet corners of our most sacred spaces—from the Kiva fire pit at Taliesin West to the private cactus gardens of our unsuspecting residents.Neil in Arizona returns to the airwaves of Studio 7½ to track a surge of impossible reports: unauthorized “agents” with rhythmic, motorized hearts; black sedans that glide without a sound; and a thick, beige sludge that seems to consume the very aesthetic of our homes. As the Compliance Intelligence Authority tightens its grip, the signals are flickering, the wires are hot, and the truth is becoming an infestation.Stand by. We’re getting to the bottom of exactly what kind of reality we’re living in.