On a clear day over Summersville, clouds seemed to seep through little leaks in the sky and form above the town. Maybe it was flat, maybe it was a vortex, people would bicker about it afterwards. And then it slowly drifted down and settled in a thick fog on the town.
It was summer and things were nice. Even in the fog, it wasn’t too cold. Dr. Herder was …
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