Signals are still getting spotty in the Dust, but that won’t keep our favorite DJ from calling their favorite cousin to wish her a happy Sweet Sixteen! Sure, Sweet Sixteen celebrations involve canned rations instead of cakes and mutation hunts instead of slumber parties, but it's still a special time in a young girl’s life. Hopefully the growing number of disappearing caravans out in the wastes doesn’t put a damper on things. If you see one of those missing groups, by the way, make sure you give the station a call. Catch you on the air waves.

Sometimes, your worst fears are confirmed. You find that there really are skeletons in the closet, monsters lurking under the bed, unknown, gluttonous powers building on the horizon, and all you can do… is phone a friend. 

This week, Colt calls into the station after peeking under the bed and seeing the potential monsters lurking beneath in the form of New Elysium's welcome exterior. REDACTED’s leads have provided a light in the most alarming of ways. 

Deep in the Dust, our young wanderer is still lost, still alone, and ever more afraid. But sometimes things go bump in the night. And sometimes, you’re not as alone out there as you think you are. What creatures hide just out of view in the corner of your eye?

Some phone calls can only happen under the cover of darkness, and a call about how everything you believed about the world potentially being a conspiracy tends to be one of them. After startling discoveries about what’s really out there in the Dust, Colt needs a confidant, and there’s no one better versed in talking than Highway 61. Now the question is; will Highway and their contact be able to find the missing pieces of the story… or will the question of what happened to May be lost to the Dust?

Time has passed and our young hero, Vanessa Holt- or Colt, as she’s coming to be known- is still looking for her mysteriously missing girlfriend who disappeared into the Dust. Now, for the first time in weeks, she has a real lead! That is… if the voice on the other end of the radio can be trusted… what secrets does he hold, right in the palm of his hand?

Green energy is an underutilized resource, and it seems some out here in the Dust feel that more strongly than others.  Why else would the normally abandoned hydroelectric plant suddenly be swarming with people? Strange people with clipboards and guns and a purpose in mind. People… D-3 has never seen before.  People who just don’t seem right. Why are they here?

Money talks, even in the middle of an apocalypse. But that doesn’t stop Highway from illegally making their own Lithium X commercials. It's not like the company can retaliate!... Right? New discoveries are made and more questions go unanswered with the Station’s surprise guest. Will Highway ever figure out how to run a defunct radio station properly?

Our station’s favorite love-lorn survivor Colt- I’m sorry- Holt, is still caravanning through the Dust following whatever clues, tracks, and tips that even whisper a potential sighting of her missing girlfriend, May. But heartbroken or not, you gotta stay on your toes in the desert, otherwise you’ll quickly be reminded you’re not out there alone.

So there may be a sentient cluster of rats living somewhere deep in the earth planning for an overground uprising some day in the future, but who cares about that!? The Rosie Day called the station!! Take a breath Highway, you can do this. It’s just a friendly little chat between friends, because you're friends with Rosie Day, of the Riot Hole, who is just sooooo cool! Well.. you’re kind of friends, she certainly doesn’t hate you… despite that chimney incident… Whatever! You got this. She just wants to talk about the status of the scouting teams, see if they found anything. You got this! Now, please, pick up the phone.