Above the ground, the birds were chirping. It was a nice cloudless day, and the sun had just crossed over the horizon into the sky. Then the ground began to move slowly up and down rhythmically as if something was manipulating it from below. A rumbling noise followed like a crash of thunder followed by a giant sigh of frustration. Cracks began to appear in patches of bare soil, and parts of the fields began to sink as if they were being lowered down to something. Finally, they gave way to small holes which started to interconnect. Then three giant pink objects started to appear. As they rose into the air, a fourth began to emerge alongside it before they all retreated into the hole again. A giggle came out of the earth, then a giant hand emerged followed by an arm followed by a second one some distance away.
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