Once upon a time, there were two young girls who lived in the basement of a magical house in the heart of their country. These two girls were very happy in their lives; frolicking about on sunny days, staying home with coffee when it was rainy. They went to classes and church and social events, they stayed up in the wee hours of the morning discussing all the matters of life. One day, however, a cloud moved into their country. It came with no warning, no shifting winds, no hint of dismay. No, it was all at once that the plague arrived.
At midnight one of our heroines, Amy, sat in blissful peace by her window, simply chatting with her friends. Suddenly, she heard the screeching of many many birds. What's this? She thought, curious to know the cause of such a sound. Amy ran upstairs, threw open the front door and stepped out. Behold! The sky was black and buzzing with thousands of crows. They squealed and shrieked and beat their winds loud enough to deafen a person. They perched themselves on every branch of every tree surrounding the girls magical house. Upon Amy's exclamation of surprise, Katie came darting up the stairs. She shrieked, and wisely pulled Amy inside and locked the door. The girls exchanged a look of worry, but continued hopefully on with their night.
Days passed, the crows only grew louder. Every night they'd return to watch the magical house. The ground was white, the carriages covered so that one could not see outside of them. The subtly threatening smell of rot began to seep into the ground all around them. Night after night, and still the birds never stopped. They sat and watched and screamed and flew and excreted down upon our once-happy heroines home.
Amy and Katie now sit locked away, hearts heavy and minds hurting.
What could this possibly be? And who can possibly save them?
Find out next week on another episode of "Your Face is Like That!"
