What We Built
What We Built He killed the engine and looked at the empty field and checked his watch and checked the GPS coordinates on his phone and checked them again. They matched. He was exactly where the internet had told him to be: a patch of Kansas farmland, forty miles from the nearest town, surrounded by corn that had been harvested three weeks ago and left in stubble that stretched to the horizon...
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