A radio tower sticking up out of the water, Radio Kiri stands still, and even broadcasts. Somehow it is retaining electricity even in this crisis, and the DJ, Scratchy, still appears to be doing his job somehow. He often speaks to visitors about the horrors of the land and the things he has seen. Occasionally he’ll even play music, mostly as a warning when the spirits of the damned are about to arise so that anyone attempting to visit the city know to hide. The music he plays, somehow, is transmitted to the radios on the islands, playing their haunting sounds in such in an impossible environment.