( Part III , V )
The marble wobbled, and cracked, revealing an utter absence of content. The Man and the Woman stared confusedly at the empty marble fragments.
"I was convinced something hideous or misunderstood would erupt out of that thing, prompting an adventure of uncertainty and some danger." The Man observed finally.
His companion took his arm and led him away as the emergency services approached. "I know what you mean. It's a positive anti-climax, but at least the Pattern is..." The Woman swayed and sagged into her companion for a moment.
"What is it? What's wrong?" He asked of her, alarmed.
"I don't know. We have to get out of here."
They hurried as invisibly as they could away from the allotments, the Man looking carefully after his charge, who recovered quickly. Reaching a bench in the park, they settled down in a mild drizzle and pondered for a few moments.
The Woman looked up at the sky, and pushed out her senses. "There is something else."
"Yes, I know. That ball did contain something, didn't it?"
"Yes."
"We are going to have a drama again, aren't we?" The Man asked apprehensively
"Yes. Blast it."
To be continued...
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