ABOUT DARKCHEESE
First thing in the morning, Wolbert was still there, glaring down the street at nothing. No attempt to stir him met with any reaction. Until exactly midday. Something, for some reason had distracted everyone's attention at 11:59, then as the clock struck 12 we looked over to the far side of the street, and there was "I." As if by magic.
Wolbert, for the first time in days, moved a muscle. Which is to say he moved the muscles necessary for his right eye to twitch. Only once, and only four complete quivers in the motion, but movement nevertheless. "I" since his mysterious appearance, has not moved at all. They remain standing, about 20 yards apart, staring at one another and through one another. The air seems to have turned completely static and there is only silence. We didn't even have to block off the traffic. Something is preventing events from converging with this ghostly scene...
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