❝𝐌𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝.❞
When brilliant and darkly eccentric Saturday Addams gets expelled from his High School because of a deliciously wicked prank, his parents ship him off to Nevermore Ac...
The black night covered the town, as faint yellow-orange street lamps and the white lights of the flat wide building were the only sources of light in this desolate area. A flagpole flying proudly, the American flag stood in front of the building. A blue sign reading:
𝙹𝙴𝚁𝙸𝙲𝙷𝙾 𝙲𝙾𝚄𝙽𝚃𝚈 𝙲𝙾𝚁𝙾𝙽𝙴𝚁 - 𝙼𝙴𝙳𝙸𝙲𝙰𝙻 𝙴𝚇𝙰𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙴𝚁
𝙳𝚁 𝚁. 𝙰𝙽𝚆𝙰𝚁, 𝙲𝙾𝚁𝙾𝙽𝙴𝚁
was across the road, positioned so drivers could clearly see what the corresponding building holds.
The blue sign also had a large, white, round symbol on it containing a landscape with a large dark green pine tree in the foreground, with hints of light green in its leaves and a cow and various stacks of hay tied with black rope on the pale green grass. There were other dark green trees in the background, some blue mountains beyond and the sky was pale yellow. The letters surrounding the picture read:
• • • 𝙲𝙾𝚁𝙾𝙽𝙴𝚁 • • •
𝙹𝙴𝚁𝙸𝙲𝙷𝙾 𝙲𝙾𝚄𝙽𝚃𝚈
Surrounding the flat, wide building was a forest of thin, black trees.
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In the dead silence of night, there came from the building, a loud rattling and thudding.
Inside the building, the main lights were all off, only shadows covered the white walls and silver metal vents.
A big, severed hand bangs open a vent door in the ceiling, he tests the swinging metal, then swiftly jumps onto a white security camera, right under the vent.
Dr. Kinbott tells me I should get out more.
Thing skilfully rubs a large wad of black gum on the lens, then hops onto the floor, landing flat on his big palm.
Says I need to open my mind to new people and experiences. He's ignorant to the fact that Kochō ruined 'people' for me.
Thing quickly scuttles across the smooth floor and up a thin, white, metal pipe.
But who am I to argue with his professional clichés?
The top of the pipe had a white rectangular switch board with three buttons:
Green: OPEN
Yellow: STOP
Red: CLOSE
Thing promptly presses the green button, allowing the large, white, metal door to lift up.
The space was just enough for his pale Master in black to duck through, black slate in hand.
Thing then presses the red button and slides down the pipe.
