There was at least three inches of fine, black soot on the railings and stairs. At midnight he’d heard those same trucks roll through town.
Empty bottles were stacked against the back all the way to the ceiling. Every three minutes a villager walked in, morosely, and placed another carefully into the pile.
At the expense of the town’s new mayor each citizen was provided with a wooden spoon and a healthy pullet. Critics claimed the campaign also promised a fly swatter.
A deck of cards was produced from somewhere. They were instructed to draw three, randomly, despite their obvious medical conditions.
When applied in small amounts the effects are reproducible. But in large doses symptoms range from lycanthropy to unpredictable telekinetic outbursts.
The day just boiled away. They took their souvenirs and neatly packed them into a half dozen suitcases. Then they dialed the embassy.
The woolly creatures pulling the sled hesitated, putting their snouts up into the air and bellowing mournfully.
The reception was held at a local abattoir. The couple claimed this provided substantial insight into their developing spiritual lives.
To their immediate right was a car accident, crinkled exteriors of the vehicles shredded like torn gift wrap.
Experts informed them there was no way to remove all the frogs. They suggested a regimen of acceptance, acclimation, and finally conversion.
Rain was collected in any container they could find–not because they were thirsty, but because they were greedy.
Dirt was swept from the corners three times a day and put into small glassine envelopes for regular patrons. These were flaunted at social events.
Dump trucks arrived the next morning to take the town away. A new one would be shipped in from Svnkea, the company famous for flat packing and self-assembly. The old man held the wrench so tightly it became slick with sweat.
The craft was handed around for inspection. Through the tiny windows passengers could be seen relaxing, occasionally making their way up and down the aisles.
She fixated on the paper weight. It was the shape of a human heart. If she hit him with it, right in the temple, would it be enough to kill him? She hesitated.