"Oh my god, Liz! Look what someone drew on the wall of Dunkin' Donuts!" cried a young woman excitedly. It was the middle of the holiday season and the shops of cities around the world were bustling with life as people milled about, looking for presents to give family to friends. Store-front windows were lit up and displayed many items, each trying to get the most customers. The aforementioned woman was doing just that, and held several different shopping bags from her expedition for gifts, each one filled with different items. She was dressed warmly for the weather, holding the ever-changing New England weather in consideration. The brunette woman donned a thick, dark purple, zip-up coat that went over the top of her dark blue jeans, on her feet were black, high-top Converse. A blue scarf was loosely hung around her neck, and a hat that was previously on her head was now stuffed into one of her pockets.
Another woman, presumably the one whom she had called for; Liz, came jogging over, holding bags of her own. She was blonde-haired but not profusely, more sand-like. Her face was riddled with faint acne scars from her teenage years, and thin, black, square-rimmed glasses were donned on her nose. Elizabeth was dressed lighter than the brunette woman, wearing only a sweatshirt over her shirt, as well as jeans and work boots. On the sweatshirt was an emblem for a band called "Ghost B.C."
"Is that the crack in Amy's wall?" asked Liz, grinning slightly. "That's amazing!"
"I know!" squealed the other woman. "It even looks like it's glowing!" One the wall of a famous coffee store in America was a white and yellow crack, that appeared to be emanating light in all directions. Both Americans were talking about a recurring theme in a sci-fi show they both watched; Doctor Who. It wasn't weird to find random pieces of art around Boston, especially before the holidays. People would try to hone their skills before presenting a piece to a loved one.
"Here, gimme your bags; I want to take a picture of you with it!" said Liz, motioning for the girl's bags while simultaneously reaching for his phone The brunette did just that before posing in front of the "crack" with a grin on her face. Several photos were taken while she did various poses. "Wait…..make like you're going to touch the crack!" exclaimed Liz excitedly. "I am so showing this to Erin later!" The woman rolled her eyes but did as such, even "daring" to put her finger on it as a mischievous look crossed her features. Mischievousness turned to shock, however, as a bright light sprouted from the crack, it beginning to grow wider as it did so. Passer-bys stopped to stare.
"What the fuck?!" exclaimed the woman, as a similar response of 'what the fuck' also shot out of her cousin's mouth. She made to move away from the crack, frightened out of her wits as the drawing was now moving and making weird sounds. People had taken out their phones to film and take pictures. Before the woman could really move, however, the crack opened up widely, temporarily blinding everyone who had gathered around the happening. A loud high-pitched scream tore through the ear drums of the passerby and cousin, the woman nowhere in sight once the blinding light had subsided.
"VERONICAAAA!"