Timmy knows he most likely shouldn’t be here. But he still can’t help himself. Such a fascinating place. And so close to “home”. Besides, the owner never seems to be around — no way to get in trouble. Most likely.
Display! Like he’s a doll, tehe. But only one pose. He’s seen others of this type with several. In fact, nothing in here except a couple of couches and a lounger seem to have any poses in them atall.
Eyes and brains, pheh.
This rock log never seems to get any smaller. Despite the constant chipping away.
Timmy can’t help but think there’s something kind of sinister to this place. Like evil objects with the evil removed. If that makes sense. Barren evil.
Time to stop hanging around here and go back to his church. Getting sleepy.
Just caddycorner. So close, so close.
Sunklands 