I've done nothing wrong
Except for all the atrocities
Except for all the atrocities
No one said anything for a bit more, so Melita stood there, arms crossed, waiting for something to be decided upon, when the little voice rang in her ear. She turned her head, glancing out of the corner of her eye, when the buzz of static ricocheted and volleyed, and a chill ran down her spine. Something familiar grated, perhaps like when they’d had all those weird messages, and she presumed the news she was about to deliver wasn’t going to be well received. “Hey uh…you know all those times we heard those broadcasts…,” she started, as if uncertain and still looking over her shoulder. “One just told me they can go into pocket dimensions.”
the honeybee
Besides that
I'm innocent
I'm innocent