This week we’re visiting Courtney’s parents in upstate New York. It’s snowy and crisp out, and the light this afternoon was pretty good, so I took a walk.
The outside of Courtney’s parents’ house.
Whenever I walk past this box it buzzes ominously.
I ended up in the cemetery, where I found an eerie glowing tombstone.
26/11/2005
Tsk. “CemetEry”. You clearly didn’t have an English teacher who was very picky about that word and as such loathed Stephen King.
We’ve got a buzzing box out the back of our place too. Except it’s more of a cylinder (looks like a dustbin, actually), and it squeals rather than buzzes. And it only does it on hot sunny days. I think America might be primed to explode in case of an emergency. Perhaps they release airbags.
And if life were a video game, there’s be a hidden bonus in or near that glowing tombstone. Like an extra heart container, or a BFG 9000.