“Step right up! Enter the Macrocosm Spinner! See where you end up!”
“Oooo, honey, let’s go on this!” she said.
She finished his sentence by grabbing his hand and pulling him to the line, her smiling, him chagrined, he just reached for his wallet as always. He noticed that no passengers exited the cars, they only paid and entered.
“Where are the people?” he asked, but she had already stepped right up and was handing over the money.
When the doors to their car opened, there was nothing but cold black inside, a black so thick he felt like he could reach in and grab a handful of it. “Maybe we shouldn’t…” he started, but she took his hand, smiling even bigger, and pulled him inside.