The Park: Friday, around noon

Jan 19, 2008 07:11

The park was somewhere Coraline had yet to explore, which was why she was there. She'd been hoping to find a squirrel or two to ask them about radio, but she'd been distracted by the sundial.

It was making some very odd chiming noises, so, of course, she had to go and find out why it was making those noises.

Coraline had very little warning when suddenly it exploded. She ducked down low, watching, eyes wide, as part of it went sailing over her head.

The explosion didn't seem to have harmed the sundial, and Coraline eyed it suspiciously, waiting to see what it was going to do next.

coraline jones, park

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