So there’s this lot where a building once stood. (See debris and such here) In the corner of the lot by the road there’s a wrecked automobile. Not entirely sure why it’s there.
Being a nosy bastard, I had to do some snooping. The glovebox was full of smelly water. I looked and saw the trunk was open. I pushed it up and several wasps flew at me. Jerks. I didn’t get stung at all, but it spooked me a little bit. I slowly raised the trunk up again and saw this polaroid sitting in there:
(The eyes weren’t like that. I’m protecting his identity or something.)