When my friend Ebony and I went to London, we found an alleyway. It was close to dusk, but it was just past lunchtime. We went in, fascinated, and the alleyway widened every few metres. Suddenly the world came to an end. We were very puzzled, because we knew the world was spherical. We came closer, every step of the way, until finally, we fell.
I knew where we were. It was Creep-Ville. Ebony once told me about here and their man-eating statues. They say that nobody comes out. Especially when the man eating coffee cup is there.