The hand on the building.

I started to walk faster to get closer to the building, where there was already a crowd of people gathering and looking up at the hand obviously thinking the same thing as me. As I looked up myself I felt like the finger was pointing right at me. But was it, or was it just my imagination?

When all of a sudden it blinked, yes it did blink! As I looked up in amazement, it jumped right off the building and landed right in front of me. He poked! I hit! He pushed! I punched! Yes he was gone!

Was I just dreaming?

 

 

 

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