"The Black Square" by M59Gar
"The Black Square" by M59Gar
It was simply there on one humid morning about six weeks ago. I walked out of my house, looked right on the way to my car, and there it was: a black square in the middle of the street. I thought it was a strange box or something. Thinking nothing of it, I went off to get lunch.
But it was still there when I returned, and this time the neighborhood kids that usually collectively played in the yard to my house's left were now instead off to the right. Circled around the black square, they were talking, laughing, and poking at it with sticks. Something didn't seem right about the scene, so I got out of my car and stood for a moment watching. What was wrong here?