A large vacuous pit in northern Greenlake.
A few blocks from my house is this large pit where a city block should be.
What happened? Was there a paranormal explosion that lifted away the Frankfurter Manor? Was it absorbed by such deep evil that all that remains is a puddle of water and some rebar? Perhaps a great new swimming pool gone awry?
No signs tell us thus we are left to assume the worst: a castle of mist forms there on a waxing half-moon which allows the lost souls of fallen musicians to once again strike out onto the streets of Seattle.
I will lock my windows during that lunar event.
