4 June 2008

All remains quiet in Picnic Towers, so I'll tell you a short story. When I was younger I had an irrational fear about today's date. So much so that I convinced myself that I would die on June 4th, though I couldn't be sure what year it would be. 2008 could be the one! If so, I would like to thank you for reading and apologise for the lack of resolution to the current story.