“DId you see it?”

“Nah, but i heard it.”

“Yeah, so did every other person in town.”

“Hey, I’m a deep sleeper. This is new for me.”

“Good for you Sleeping Beauty. I betcha it’s nothin’ really.”

“Well, still, let’s check it out.”

Rob and I walked down the street, still in our PJ’s. He wore a Jonas Brothers shirt. “Rob, what’s with the shirt?” He looked down. “Oh, my girlfriend got it for me.” Yeah, sure. I hate the Jonas Brothers.

We arrived to a group of people, crowded in a huge mass. I heard bits of conversations.”...fell from space…” or, ”...huge ball of fire.”

I looked to Rob who was jumping up and down, trying to get a glance at IT. Whatever IT was.

“Move back, move back, we are handling this. If you could just move back,” called a nearby cop.

The mob scuttled outward. I squeezed forward, interested to see IT. A cop grabbed my shoulder and told me to move away. But i saw IT. There in the middle of Greenwood St., was a huge hole, going to nowhere.