in the backyard you see a white stain nevertheless looking unreal like a tiny passage to emptiness thinking of touching the thing you kneel over it interest exceeding carefulness you ll be soon in pieces in nothingness the parts of the fingers you put in the hole are now taken to another dimension it s enlarging itself with the power you gave now a metre wide you ll be dead in a while ruthless now you have no feet the thing has become ten metres wide you can hear its masticating and the silent ironic laughter another victim suffering you pray to god your screaming won t stop until your mouth has been teleported thoroughly