The next day, a loud bang shattered the peace of Prosperity Gardens. Evelyn Ford pulled open the curtains and glanced outside. A splash of something white was stuck to the glass. Realizing something, she grabbed her binoculars and searched for the bodies that had been floating in the water.
Sure enough, the bodies were gone.
Evelyn Ford had once seen a short video of an exploding whale. A bloated corpse, it was said, could explode with the force of a bomb.
This was the first time she had experienced it so viscerally firsthand.
When the temperature dropped to minus sixteen degrees, the toxic moths vanished overnight, leaving behind only pools of viscous fluid and a pungent, foul stench.
When Officer Graham returned from a supply run, he told Evelyn Ford that a nearby old residential complex had suddenly collapsed the previous night. The entire area had caved in, forming a massive sinkhole. No one inside had survived.
