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| Betelgeuse |
She found a small jar in her granny's attic. Something sparkled inside.
She placed it back on a shelf and left without telling anyone anything about it.
When her granny died, she went back to the attic.
When she opened it, a swirl of light turned everything into a neon palette of greenery.
She read the small paper stuck to the bottom - "Mushrooms, theirs."
"Theirs?"
The following night, she was visited by them. The weird ones no one knew about, the aliens.
The attic... well, she turned it into a museum where everyone would see... things that didn't really exist.
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