Play Time Is Over
James commented that the unnatural mound was like a waterbed. It didn’t seem that dangerous, and so James decided to kick off his sandals and mounted the monstrous patch. The strange growth heaved beneath his feet like a huge flan.

Play Time Is Over
James was so childishly delighted by the squishy hill that he began bouncing on it. Once, twice, and then on the third time, the mound let out a chilling and dislocated noise. James stopped bouncing.
