Greif

The sky was still blue.

The bugs and birds still flew.

The people walked and talked.

Nobody else knew.

Kidneyland Kansas… all his parks…

They still stood.

And the books, and posters, and game consoles surrounding him…

Were still right there beside him.

A phone…

With which he could call anyone he knew…

And not a single number on it could do anything.

Kidney sat in his room, terrified.

His dream was over.