HDB- Horseback Radio

SHIVERS - The wind pushes a piece of tare across the cracked tiles. From the north comes the malicious laughter of two children...

YOU - Turn to face the apartments.

CONCEPTUALIZATION - Beyond the unkempt backyard rises a monstrous assemblage of concrete, plaster, and corrugated sheet metal...

SHIVERS - From behind you, a low, spectral voice whispers: 'Nay.'

CONCEPTUALIZATION - Your eye follows the tiles west. You see a bench and a few twisted, pitiful trees. Then, just water...

SHIVERS - The voice again, more urgent now: 'Nay!'

INLAND EMPIRE - Just a moment. That voice isn't human, and it's not saying 'Nay!' -- It's saying 'N-n-n-neigh!'

CONCEPTUALIZATION - You turn around. The morning sun is blinding. You bring your hand to your brow and a great shadow materialises before you. A towering beast, frozen in mid-air...

YOU - "The horseback monument."

NOID - "Centaur-man is made of metal. With the right gear we could make it work."

EGG HEAD - "YEEEAGH! Connect the centaur to the lorries, unite the whole roundabout in hard core waves!"

NOID - "Huh. Sounds like Egg's saying you could use some spare cables to rig up the stalled motor lorries and increase the wavelength..."

INTERFACING - Effectively transforming the entire roundabout into a single, fractal antenna.