Across Town, All Day Friday

[lockestheway]

The trees directly surrounding the camp grounds had started to crumble. There was little left of the cabins themselves, large patches worn away by animals and humans alike. Silence had descended on this patch of land; the only movement was the unreal swaying of what remained of the grass, the ripples that formed in the puddle at the center, only where the light touched it.

And still the blasted heath expanded. It had engulfed the forest now, twisting every tree into that darkened shadow of itself, and fanning out towards the grasses in the park. Now it infringed upon the roads of Fandom, along the edges - a wrong step could send a patch of stone crumbling into dust. Here and there, even walls were affected - turning grey, though not brittle.

There was no more birdsong to be heard anywhere on the island. Just creaking, like mangled crows, and mindless screams for sustenance.

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