“Well, Jerry, I’ve seen everything now, look at that mess!” Joe shook his head in disbelief. “Old Aunt Agatha used to say this tree knew the secrets of the universe. Creepy, I’d say. Now look at it, totally destroyed.”
Jerry had a different thought. “I never believed her weird stories, but those roots look strange, almost like they’re scratching something in the dirt!” Jerry moved closer, watching the slight movement of the roots.
“See anything, Jerry?” Remembering Agatha’s warning, Joe feared getting any nearer.
Jerry looked hard, reading out loud. “If. . .you. . .can. . .read. . . this. . .you. . .are. . . too. . . close!”