one of two.

May 06, 2011 17:00

[today, you may hear a noise - a sort of ripping sound, like someone tearing at a piece of paper or even a fabric. If you're outside or happen to look out your window, you may see . . .




It's a very distinct hole, right there in camp, in the cornfield, torn open to reveal something - space? Time itself? Whatever it is, the mere sight of it repels anyone - anyone - who would even dare to approach it, as though it is rejecting anything and everything.

fun fun fun fun.]
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