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I’m taking Anoreth and Bill and some friends to the bowling alley in a few minutes. I hope it’s not too crowded, but they’ll have a couple of hours, so it won’t kill them if they have to wait a bit.
“I’m taking Anoreth and Bill and some friends to the bowling alley in a few minutes.”
There was a strange dual tone thrumming coming from lane three at the bowling alley.
“Mom... where did the pins go?”
Everyone looked, taken by surprise by the oddness of the question.
Yes, where DID those pins go.
As they watched, a tear in spacetime wretched open and spat out a most bedraggled visitor.
That three of the bowling alley patrons were sucked into the vortex and deposited where he’d just come from was a mere trifle, a mere nuisance.
For now, he had to get away.
“Mom, that man smelled like he was burning.”
Indeed, he had been, for a brief moment or three..