People that visit Skiddy Fran Cisco have been visiting Pie Lane for an eternity and will be until hell freezes over. Today something peculiar was going on at Pie Lane. Today you couldn’t even see a small potato in the city but I was there and less than ten minutes ago my parents and I had began walking down this lane together.
If I had thought that I was going to get lost I would have believed that the cause would have been the flooding crowds blocking my vision. Unexpectedly I heard a voice call out, calling my name. Subsequently I had an epiphany: I had walked through a portal when entering this lane and now I was invisible and trapped, perhaps forever.