- Did I just dream that, or what the fuck was it?
Good question, considering all his nightly half-dreams and sleepwalks.
But no. There was definitely an explosion. Not like someone was boiling eggs in the microwave and it exploded. Not like a balloon exploding. More like all of Wellington got blown up.
So, I opened my computer and Dominion Post fifteen minutes later to see if we had to pack our car and escape, or go down and help out to pick up the piece of the shattered city. Nothing. Eventually, I went back to bed.
This morning, I checked the paper again. Nothing. It is as if the explosion only took part in our heads. Or as if the government is trying to hide that they just blew up a bad part of the city.
Oh well. Wellington is still there.
Good morning.
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