I fall on the ground and look up around me, I'm not where I was, I touch a giant flower. It snaps shut grazing my hand. Note to self #1: don't touch the flowers. I stand up and glance around. Everything's different. I walk around and then look up. The sky is beautiful, but not like the ones I'm used to. I turn around. It looks like a giant bubble.
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The Nothings
Paranormal"It was what I called them, a pet nickname as they were more than nothing in actuality, in fact, they were more than humans, more powerful, more complex, like a puzzle I couldn't crack for the life of me, and made me every bit as frustrated. Analyzi...
