Joe sitting at a large table, staring at a glass orb. He just couldn't believe what was happening. He had just gotten into his car when... He doesn't remember anything from that point on. He only remembers everything up to him getting into his car then ending up at this table staring at the orb. Joe just sat there never blinking, never deviating his glance, and never moving his head.
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This a place for me to post stories, opinions, and poetry. Whether they are ready for public viewing or not; some stuff might be good, and some stuff might be bad. Most of it probably sucks, but oh well.
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