Debris

Debris. The result of what happened today. I was walking, just thinking about stuff, like normal, when all of a sudden, from the sky, siete bandits came out and circled me. Den, dey kame op do ve ad dey dook vy zduff. I sprinted after these rotten thieves, and used my mind to stop them at an unlocked door. But I thought really hard that it was locked, and that these treacherous scoundrels would freeze in cryptonite. Zo dey zid. And someone dropped a neutralized beaker.

Fin