What did I just [[see|Let me tell you]]?

A lot of strange things happen here at Punnapoint ... I suppose ... then again ... who's to judge? We're out here alone in the middle of the woods.\n\n[[...|Credits]]

It was [[...|WHAT]]

The Woods are meant to represent the constantly expanding diction of humans, and the ratio of people who ignore proper punctuation use versus the people that try. The ellipsis escaping into the woods is meant to represent the disappearence of proper ellipsis use and the knowledge thereof in the past several centuries. Even the word ellipsis (and its plural: ellipses) has become jumbled into our expanding diction.

When the Tharen's first came to Punnapoint, there was already a group of colonists there ... those were the Petica's.\n\nThe two families vied for control over the land far and few, and eventually settled the manner peacefully. They were all farmers and business owners. They decided their families and their businesses were to be merged, and their heirs were wed that evening.\n\n... So, yeah ... Almost everyone I know is either a Tharen, or a Petica, or a [[Colcoma, or Hephen|The other two]].

[[.|Spit it out]]

[[ ... ]]

The Colcoma's and the Hephen's are the other two major family's, but they primarily worked for the Tharen's and the Petica's.\n\nOriginally our town grew bumper crops, we were the only successful export-driven economy on the coast. Now the town produces textiles.\n\n... but now I'm [[rambling.|Tell us]]

[[...|The weird thing]]

It was ... as if I had been [[frozen|Our town]] in place.

My town has a history of strange ... [[phenomena|Phenomena]] occuring seemingly randomly, although I've noticed a pattern. And then there are other [[events|Tell us]] ...

[[...|There it is again]]

I saw it when I was walking along a street on the [[South Side|Where I live]]. It sailed right past me.\n\nIt had this way of...[[well|Spit it out]]...

It was just a moment, where suddenly no one could move. I saw a cat on the street pause mid-step, and two gentlemen, arm-in-arm, stumbled over, [[one on top of the other|Brevity]].\n\nAfter the moment had passed, the two men got up and brushed themselves off, quietly cursing the other's stupidity. The cat darted away in between the two nearest houses.\n\nI was the only one to notice the three [[motes|Ellipsis]] that careened down the street and into the [[woods|Into the woods]].

"The Woods of Punnapoint"\n\nA Twine by Mitchel Pini\n\nFor more from this author: http://hellaquence.tumblr.com/

Many wonder if it was an accident ...\n\nTwo textile workers were found dead in the Hephen sawmill. Our town officers say they were sawed clean in half at the belly. No one got to see the bodies, though. It was a scandal, and the families were outraged. \n\n... There have been rumors that someone did horrific things to the bodies, and that's why the officers wouldn't even show pictures. I've heard some strange theories, but the strangest one by far is that there was only one body. With one's legs and the other's torso. They were stitched together ... the two halves.\n\n[[...|Um]]

I found it once, behind ... um ... I can't seem to remember.\n\n[[...|Phenomena]]

The Woods of Punnapoint

I would have laughed if I wasn't frozen, myself. The brothers, Emmauld and Ennard, are the twin heirs of the Hephen family. They're always butting into other people's business and correcting them—serves the two right.\n\n[[...|The weird thing]]

I don't watch the animals, personally, but my friend's dog followed a stray cat down the path and it hasn't been seen for weeks.\n\nSome say the family traps them and eats them, but that's just grim romance. Why would such a well-to-do family resort to meals like that?\n\nOne of the more realistic theories I've heard came straight from my father. He was once invited to a conference at the Tharen-Petica mansion. He told me what it looked like on the inside:\n\n"broad, winding hallways ... grandfather clocks in every room ... three kitchens (one per floor), and twelve bathrooms in total."\n\nWhen he was on his tour, he passed by a cabinet built into the wall. It had a seal emblazoned on its knob. He tried to open it, but it held fast. Then he mentioned the cabinet itself had a different finish than the wall it was built into, and that it smelled faintly of polyurethane. [[...|Um]]

Cispill Street. A dead-end off the main street. My school is on Punnapoint Avenue, just around the corner. I live in the house where the pavement meets the woods, [[Period Place|Modest living]].\n\nI recently noticed that [[thing|Show them]] I was starting to [[talk about|The weird thing]].

There were [[three|Three of what?]] of them. They moved in a straight line. I almost couldn't [[see|Show them]] them, they were moving so fast.

There it is [[again|WHAT]]!\n\n... was that what I think it [[was?|Let's begin]]

... Now what was I [[saying|Our town]] ...?

The South Side is a block from my house on Cispill street. It's separated from North Side by a bridge and two brick buildings, and whenever I walk across it I spit over the side into the river below.\n\n[[...|Let's begin]]

The only way out of town is via our rail cars. Those who built the railway are long since gone, but I've talked to the conductors who ride them. They're quiet, and they don't like to talk, least of all about coming or going.\n\n[[...|Phenomena]]

Our local lenscrafter claims it changes every day. I've seen the time-lapsed photos he takes. When I look at them I think I see a small change ... but I can neither confirm nor deny it.\n\n[[...|Phenomena]]

I once overheard a group of geezers at the corner of my street talking about the [[Tharen-Petica|A brief history]] household. Stray animals would [[wander|A chilling tale]] down that private pathway and never be seen again.\n\nCourse, that was nothing compared to the Hephen mill [[accident|Was it?]].

Places where the sound is sucked right out of the air, like the [[Starten Tunnel]].\n\nOr the [[marsh]] that you can't find unless you follow a particular path through the woods near the Colcoma farm.\n\nThere's also a [[questionable mark]] along Eck's point, a mountain ridge north of town.\n\nAnd then there's [[this|Cispill]] street:

It's a modest house with one floor and two bedrooms. It's the smallest on the row.\n\n[[...|Cispill]]

The woods surround Punnapoint on all sides. The old rail cars are the only way out of town and they only carry supplies, not passengers.\n\nThe Tharen-Petica's claim the woods have grown denser over the past couple years.\n\nThe Hephen's have been chopping down trees for generations and somehow they never seem to run out.\n\nThe Colcoma family's maps from a century ago show a significantly larger farmland, confirming the Tharen-Petica's claims.\n\n[[...|The End]]

Tharen-Petica\n\nHephen; Emmauld, Ennard - Hyphen, Em Dash, En Dash\n\nColcoma - Colon, comma

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I noticed the people around me ... [[stopping|I did too]] mid-action as the trio sped past.