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Ghost Town: Tiwappity

The ghost town of Tiwappity was unusual to say the least. No one in surrounding towns quite understood just what happened first, the desertion of the human population or the overwhelming take over by adorable weasels.

Adorable by appearance that is. Several towns folk from the neighboring town of Allendale have attempted entering the weasels lined streets only to be ran out. One man swore he was tied up and carried out, he of course had no proof. Teenagers took challenge by sleeping in the woods near town, waking up to their food supply stolen and tiny weasel footprints in the mud.

Even the folk who lived in the town, now in their 90s, can not explain the strange phenomenon. Interviewers from all over bugged these people so much they all moved in to a home together heavily guarded by FBI agents.

Lots of speculation went around but nothing was proven. Even the natural predators like owls and foxes stayed clear of Tiwappity. Scientists could never figure it out.

The State highway even stoped maintaining the roads leading to Tiwappity.

With the invention of drones, Allendalians thought they had finally had a great plan. They would fly a drone over Tiwappity and discover every secret those adorable weasles had. There was a festival held to raise money to get the best drone out there. The town’s curiosity was strong enough that $5000 was raised in just the first hour of the festival. They used the rest of the time to celebrate.

The day they got the drone, another party was held. They first flew the drone around their own town, creating a video so they could test all of the features. Once they were ready, the mayor of Allendale cut a ribbon on the boarder line of the road to Tiwappity. The road just beyond the ribbon was grown over by grass, tree roots had begun to burst out of the concrete. In the distance, the weasels were waiting.

The drone flew high over the trees at first, circling Tiwappity and climbing down ever so slowly. The townsfolk watched the mega screen at city hall as the drone’s camera searched all around.

It got under the tree cover and started surveying the ghost town. The townsfolk were able to see all the decay of homes and buildings and the overgrowth of plants for a few moments.

A glimpse of a ghost town. Before what seemed like flying weasels came towards the drone. Of course they’ll never know. The townsfolk saw a fiery explosion in the sky and the camera feed on the mega screen went black.

Of course, there was no evidence that this had happened. The files sent by the drone were corrupted and any video tape they had was destroyed. Even the files previously saved of the flight over Allendale itself.

From then on, Allendale put caution tape and barecades all around Tiwappity. They never recovered the drone for fear of the adorable flying weasels of destruction. And there Tiwappity sits, a phenomenon they were never able to explain.

Alarm Clock

This is not what she wanted. It is two hours past regular feeding time. She would rather be scarfing down the pea sized kibble. But instead she is entrapped by my arms.

She doesn’t struggle, perhaps she knows that I need this. The simple comfort of holding my cat on a lazy Sunday morning. A love that is pure.

A faint meow. “No kitty, just a moment longer.” She settles back down and rests her paw on the crease of my elbow that has her locked, ever so gently.

On her mind is breakfast. On mine, it is the impending doom of the diagnosis. The reality that life will happen in ways we can never expect. I must soon get out of this bed and face the day with a brave face.

A meow, a little louder than the first. “Okay, kitty. Let’s bring on our morning.”