men blasphemed God because of the plague of the hail; for the plague thereof was exceeding great.’” Glaring man picked up and examined one of the eyeballs at his feet. It looked like it belonged to a large mammal, perhaps a whale.
“ Well, I’ m not sure how much a talent weighs, lady. But these are eyeballs. Granted, abig, great eyeball. But not great hail.” Glaring man let it fall from his hand. It bounced once before rolling away. He shook the slime off his hand. Fedora man said,“ You have a better explanation, I suppose?”
“ Yeah,” he replied.“ Someone is playing a practical joke on us! In fact, I bet there’ s a hidden camera that’ s recording us now. A hidden mic, too. One of you is an actor, right? Like that old TV show— Candid Camera.” A moment passed. The four stood in silence. The eyeball storm subsided; only a few random eyes were falling to the ground now. Fred looked around. All he could see for blocks were eyeballs. There were eyeballs in the streets, eyeballs in the yards, and eyeballs on the sidewalks. He even spotted a few embedded in the grills of cars. It was a literal sea of eyeballs! Some were squished, but many were intact. Fred even saw one nearby that looked bloodshot. He reckoned its former owner must have tied one on the night before.
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