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The Pit - A Flash Fiction

A pit opened in the middle of a park in New York on Monday. Not a large pit at first, but as things like leaves, trash and twigs fell down it the first day, the pit grew. By Tuesday it was eating pets, trees and people, then cars. By Wednesday, the pit started consuming entire buildings and it was far too late to stop it. New York was gone before Friday. At this rate, I give the rest of the world until a bit past Saturday morning. Not enough time to reflect upon what I've unleashed, but hopefully enough to catch my favorite cartoons.

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