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Sight Unseen (2024-2025)

Divination 2: At the Edge of Darkness

Charlie Tate, in The Newsreader’s S02E03 ❤️🌟📺

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‘Share[d] Panic.’

A newspaper landed on the reception desk of Charlie Tate’s floor, and Charlie was fast to retrieve it, walking down the hall of his office. It probably wouldn’t be his office for much longer, admittedly.

One of his star newsreaders at News At Six, Helen Norville, had been anxiously awaiting to see if her exposé would be splashed across The Sun, and she tiredly leaned forward on Charlie’s lounge.

She looked towards him, and Charlie hoisted the newspaper up, bringing it over to her.

Helen took the paper from him, and begun to flick through the pages. Her face should pop up any moment now, or would it?

In the midst of the pages turning, she came to a stop, observing a page, and she gave Charlie a gentle smile, glancing back down again.

“I’m sorry,” Helen handed him the paper.

Charlie frowned, unsure what Helen was apologising for, and he rustled through the pages too. A few pages in, it all became apparent.

“Okay, Page Five.” He noted. Before him was a full page spread, a portrait and a scathing examination of him.

‘Tate Junior’s Decimation,’ the headline read in bold.

He flipped the page, and saw a continuation on Pages Six and Seven. ‘Big boots for little Charlie to fill.’ ‘Little Charlie’s Lavish Lifestyle on the Line.’

They couldn’t help themselves but laugh. It’s all they could do, really.

“Very comprehensive,” Charlie gave the writers credit, and Helen beamed, her chin resting elegantly on her clasped hands.

“Thank you,” she expressed her gratitude sincerely.

All Charlie could do in response was sharply draw his breath.

Helen Norville, in The Newsreader’s S02E03 ❤️🌟📺

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Helen tapped her fingers on Charlie’s lounge, on what would be an uncertain evening.

She hadn’t been guaranteed that the article about her wouldn’t be published, and she had now discovered that Charlie wouldn’t be her boss for much longer.

Charlie slumped over his paperwork, and Helen asked how much he thought he would have left, personally. Millions?

Charlie’s face in response told Helen everything she needed to know, and she laughed.

“Oh, I think you’re gonna be fine.”

She shifted from her sitting position and laid down on the armrest.

Charlie glanced at her quizzically. “Yeah, you too.”

He joined her on the other side of the room.

“Well, you don’t know what the story’s about.” Helen noted.

“Yeah, that’s true,” Charlie acknowledged.

“You never asked,” Helen added. “You were the only one who didn’t.”

“Well, if history’s taught us anything, Helen, if you got something to say, you don’t wait for an invitation,” Charlie replied.

“Do you want me to ask?”

Helen inhaled deeply. “I think it’s gonna say… I was in… a mental institution, and I was treated for schizophrenia.”

Charlie threw his head back.

“Sh*t. Well, full credit to Donna, I’d buy that paper.”

“Yeah, me too,” Helen sadly agreed.

“Is it true?” Charlie queried, sculling his bottle.

“I was treated for schizophrenia,” Helen confessed, her face barely moving.

“I’m not schizophrenic. I was treated for manic depression. I was just… stuck in this borderland of neurosis and psychosis.”

She inhaled deeply, cursing herself. “What sixteen year old isn’t?”

Charlie was silent, pursing his lips in thought, grasping at the gravity of the situation.

Helen sniffed, and checked her watch.

“It’s still two hours,” Charlie told her. “I just checked too.”

Helen Norville and Charlie Tate, in The Newsreader’s S02E03 ❤️🌟📺

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After finding out that Donna Gillies had intentions to publish an exposé about her teenage institutionalisation, Helen felt as though there was only one person who could stop this from happening.

His receptionist had told her a meeting wouldn’t be possible tonight, but still, Helen made her way down the hall. She would tell him that Di had done all she could, his receptionist needn’t worry.

Charlie Tate was on the phone, trying to get his financial affairs in order, when Helen threw open his doors.

“I’m terribly sorry for barging in, but I need your help.” Helen told him. “I need help pulling an article from The Sun. It’s a very invasive piece, and if it’s published, it’s gonna be very bad for me and very bad for your network.”

Charlie figured he would have to ring Ian back later, and asked Di to give Helen and him a minute.

“You do realise that The Sun is not my paper?” He reminded Helen.

“No, I know, but you spend an awful lot of advertising in it,” Helen reasoned.

“Does not give me editorial control,” Charlie explained.

“But it could give you leverage?” Helen’s voice inflected.

Something about Helen’s insistence made Charlie realise that this article was more than just gossip. She glanced into his eyes, sadly pleading with him to understand what she didn’t want to have to say.

“The Sun is Astley’s paper. Astley’s my father’s generation, I don’t really have a relationship with him,” Charlie confessed.

That made the two of them.

“Alright, well, maybe you could ask your father.” Helen suggested, hopefully.

“I don’t like my chances of getting through to him, ever,” Charlie added.

Helen’s eyes pleaded with him again, and Charlie looked away.

“Let me see what I can do.”

Divination 2: At the Edge of Darkness

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Divination 2: At the Edge of Darkness

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A. Fire, flames, or excessive heat. B. Under cover of darkness. C. A moment’s respite. D. Subtle kindnesses. E. Sharing a drink. F. An absent look or touch. G. A fistfight. H. Someone’s greatest fear. I. Broken glass. J. When words aren’t enough. K. On the edge of consciousness. L. A stolen kiss. M. When it rains/snows/storms. N. The color green. O. The stars or space. P. While driving or in/around a car. Q. One missed call. R. A deafening sound. S. Music [send a song or a lyric] T. An obscure AU. U. Coming home. V. An abandoned or empty place. W. Waiting impatiently for something. X. A flash of anger. Y. Tears. Z. [Make up your own]