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gone_byebyeThe door opens onto an expanse of asphalt, steel, and glass. Nearby a sign reads:
WELCOME TO WHITE FLINT MALL
BEST PRICES IN THE DC AREA
4708 BETHESDA AVENUE
CHEVY CHASE, MD
It's a big parking lot, with the mall itself only visible off in the distance. Ray gives it the squint-eye before turning to the others. "Okay, people," he says. "This is it. Johnny says it's underground. Egon's best estimates indicate three miles down. Are we good?"
WELCOME TO WHITE FLINT MALL
BEST PRICES IN THE DC AREA
4708 BETHESDA AVENUE
CHEVY CHASE, MD
It's a big parking lot, with the mall itself only visible off in the distance. Ray gives it the squint-eye before turning to the others. "Okay, people," he says. "This is it. Johnny says it's underground. Egon's best estimates indicate three miles down. Are we good?"
Re: A shadowy flight into the world of a man who does not exist.
Date: 2006-06-25 02:53 am (UTC)Then it occurred to them that there was a CAR FLYING OVER THEIR HEADS, and they scattered like a nest of chickens with a hawk's shadow passing overhead. By the time any of them thought to look around for the car again, it was gone- well and truly gone.
Milliways could use any door it bloody well pleased, after all.