Transcript S1 E07: Derealization [Mysterious ringing and echoey cracking sounds.] Narrator M: Unfathomably high in the cosmic reaches, a tiny triangular black sloop winds carefully up a narrow, rough, crystalline shaft,  Narrator S: a dark spearpoint against the oppressively shining brightness of claustrophobic mica.  Narrator X: A tenuous tether of liquid-crystal dark mica snakes beneath…

Transcript S1 E06: Rough AiR Narrator M: (Unidentified speaker) “Reach for the sky, Sheriff.” [Dramatic Western music.] M: (Unidentified speaker) “My boys and I have got you surrounded. It’s dark enough here in the nighttime of the Fold thatcha can’t see ‘em, but trust me, I’ve got a man with a gun on ya right…