From the Diary

Three nights ago there was a thunderstorm. Couldn’t actually see the city lights with all the atmosphere, but there was still a glow on the undersides of the clouds. About twenty minutes into the storm it goes dark. We think nothing of it. The next night was clear, but we still couldn’t see the lights. Nor the next. S set out this morning in the truck. We need to know what happened.


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