Well, well, well, Angelina thought to herself. What the fuck was going on here?
Squatting to get a closer look, she ran one of her fingers along what seemed to be the main street of the town, rupturing its shrunken pavement beneath her fingernail without even meaning to. The place was a lot more fragile that it looked.
Rising to her feet, Angelina flicked the crumbs of dirt from her nail while pondering what to do with her discovery. There were people she knew that would be really excited about this place - maybe she should contact them. On the other hand, the thought of having an entire town at her mercy, with no one else to interfere, was sort of appealing in and of itself. Already she lifted a foot above one of the nearer buildings, leaving it hanging there and imaging the delicious fallout from letting it drop.
She would have to decide quickly, whether or not she wanted to share her new toys...
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