Do as the eyeballs say.

You swing the door wildly up and down until it manages to come open. However as the door flies open, you see that street has become black and small creatures seem to be climbing up from the nothingness.

You decide that closing the door would be a good idea, however before you can a blast of wind slams you on the junk shop's floor, knocking you unconcious.

You awake to what seems days later in a perfectly flat field, with no plant life besides the grass. All around you everything is grass. You look up to the sky, and there are no clouds. Nothing around you is changing. You suddenly become disoriented not knowing which way goes where.

The End

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