The Hand

Though the winds had settled, the sky was not done with its strange display. Long , thin, grey clouds stretched across the sky. A circle forms at the center of the clouds, allowing us to see light blue on the other side. Through the opening, a giant hand appears. The hand has hairy knuckles. On its wrist is an off brand Rolex. The second hand is not moving, and the glass is cracked. The hand looms in. It wraps its fingers around us. It plucks us off the ground as if we were living dolls. It lifts us high into the air where we ascend above the grey clouds.