Dec 08, 2011 10:06
At 9 AM in the morning, the forcefield flickered again. It was only down for a few seconds, but that was enough: the clouds slid over the new part of the island like a deadly mist, and also took what remained of the sea on the old side of the island.
The docks? Well, about half of them were left.
When the forcefield shimmered back into being, it sliced straight through the Rocky Bits, one half gone and one half not. The only body of water left besides the pond in the park was a patch of ocean north of the school. Many of the island's eating establishments had gone, too.
But it seemed stable again.
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