You have been looking forward to a day at the fair with your Mom, enjoying fried foods and crazy rides. As you take a bite of corndog, an eldritch blast of purple lightning knocks you flat as the world crashes around you. Dark clouds now blot out the sun as you look at fallen rides and tents. You are terrified to find yourself utterly alone--no crowd, no ticket-vendors. Wait -- was that your Mom calling from far off, or was it a Ghost? or is your mind playing tricks?
By Dylan Hawkins, Korvo Mills, Cable Takenaka
(Edited by Prof. Jonathan Himes)