Sometimes the darkness and I contemplate the end of a universe.
I think about Midnight Hollow. That was a universe that ended. I wonder where the people who were in it when it ended went.
I am sitting on a ridge above the blue pig’s eye and the ghost is screaming below and the pig is oinking but it’s all so far away and it’s not real.
Only the black is real.
I ask the darkness, “When this universe ends, what will happen?”
The darkness says words, but I can’t hear them above the screaming. I think I made out the word “safe”. Maybe that’s why we had to climb up the pig, to be safe when this universe ends.
I hope the people in Midnight Hollow were safe when their universe ended.
They probably weren’t, though.