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🕑 Added 2022-01-18 14:52:51 +0000 UTCAs he took his right turn down the quiet part of the park, he came up on a bench. Same bench he always saw. No one ever sat on it as far as he could recall. Just always there with nothing abnormal about it.
At least, that’s what he expected.
As he walked by, something caught his attention. Laying on the bench was a curious item, one he or anyone wouldn’t expect to see. There was a belt. A bright blue belt with a golden buckle shaped like an acorn was resting on the bench.
Such a sight brought Thomas to a stop. He looked at it and then looked around. There didn’t seem to be anyone around who this could belong to.
Weird. Thomas walked over to it. Who’d just leave this thing behind? …why would anyone take off their belt and just dump it? A good question, especially given that the acorn buckle looked custom made, and it probably cost some money to make.
He picked up the belt and gave it a closer look. There didn’t seem to be much else to it upon inspection… except for one little detail. It was a little hard to make out at first, but there were some initials pressed into the center of the acorn itself: “C.C.”. This definitely meant it belonged to somebody, but again, why was it left behind and who?
Scratching at his bearded chin, Thomas shrugged. If he recalled correctly, the store he was going to had a lost-and-found. He could just drop this thing off there. Something this unique had to belong to somebody. It was better to turn it in than leave it out in the middle of the park.
Clutching it tightly, Thomas turned and headed on his way. Okay, right… splurge a little on myself. Maybe go for some better…
He stopped only a yard away from the bench. He shivered gently, his feet trembling and his toes clenching. He let out a low sigh. A strange feeling had struck him.
He looked at the belt in his hand and fidgeted slightly. Why not try it on?
It was a strange thought, a stupid, weird thought. Yet, the thought was growing louder in his head. Try it on. Try it on. Try it on.
Part of him didn’t want to, but another part of him did and it was growing to like the thought. He quickly looked around, the area still empty and quiet. He sighed, thankful that no one was going to see him put on the belt.
He felt foolish a little as he slipped it on, but the feeling passed. He snapped it into place and as he adjusted the belt, he noticed something. Feeling around the acorn buckle, part of it felt loose. He traced a finger around the initials in the center.
It feels like a button… Curiosity got him again. Thomas pressed down.
CLICK.
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Summercat
Oh no Not a Click!
