Unfolder (Day 4)
It could be a natural phenomenon. With electromagnetic fields high enough to cause all sort of emotional disturbances; but what about the sound? Is there something mechanical at the bottom? I asked myself these questions until my frustration with it made me just want to destroy it. I already had enough on my mind from other problems. I could come up with any number of elaborate and creative possibilities as to what this thing was, but for what, a good story to read? I had to stop acting like this was such an unusual thing and start being more practical as to what it could actually be. I’m not a scientist. I need sophisticated equipment and knowledge of natural phenomena to know what the hell was going on. I grabbed a hand shovel from under the sink and head out back to the hole. On the way out the door I thought, had nobody seen this yet? If it was a city project, where is the metal plate to go over it, why isn’t it sectioned off?
The trip is only about 15-20 minutes south from my apartment. About half way driving over there, I pulled over. I knew beyond my skepticism, that the blinker could not become as heavy as a brick so easily. It was hard to accept the fact that this could be supernatural. I just sat there, looking through the windshield starring a heat exhaust billowing out steam on top of a dry cleaners. I went over the facts; This hole screws with your head, your lose control of your emotions. Second, it changed size, there’s no doubt in my mind that it was at least 6 inches smaller. Third; what ever passes the 250 foot threshold, starts to pull, almost exponentially. I was looking at all of that on a piece of paper. I started to laugh a bit. “Come on… What?… “. I pulled out and headed down to the site. I didn’t’ forget what happened last time, I had to keep a safe distance until everything checked out. I parked the car, got out and started walking up to it. So far so good, no sound. I got closer, “???… shocked” The hole was gone. Not just covered up, completely gone. There was grass growing where it use to be, no mound, like it had never been there before. If there was ever a moment where I felt like I had lost my mind, this was it. I walked around, thinking, how could a hole move. I didn’t see it anywhere.
I felt empty, like a part of me was missing. I felt like I was suppose to find it, like it had the answer to a question I didn’t have yet. I needed this hole, I desperately needed to find it. I had to get a grip and snap back to reality for a moment. OK, it’s not here, I should go, I could care less anyway, I told myself. I started the drive back home. All I could think of was to get over to the hardware store. I wasn’t even sure what for, but that I might remember when I get there. I was a few blocks from my apartment and detoured over to the store, about 8 minutes away. I drove through the neighborhood and looked down a passing street to my right. I saw an empty new home construction site that looked to be abandoned. I turned into the street and pulled over at the dead end in front of a Water treatment station. I sat in my car for a minute. My heart began to race, I felt confused. I got and and walked back to the site. I read the notice sign, which basically said something like there was a financial tie-up, and the project was put on hold for 6 months. While I was reading it I glanced over to the back, and there was a hole, almost exactly like the one off of I-80. I didn’t even see it, how did I know it was here, where to look? – I was filled with relief, comfort, but also anxiety for what might happen to it again. I had to get control of my emotions. What are the chances I would just stumble across this by chance? “How cool is this” I laughed. It was in a perfect location, there was a park field across the street that was marked off for some kind of survey. The home next door was up for sale. I drove home that night, I felt good, I couldn’t wait to get back there.