Dizzy Land

"Careful," John said from the back of the room. It was one of the great mysteries of his life how he so often turned up when conjured by pure coincidence. In this case, after the interesting explosions and whatnot had stopped, he'd got tired of standing around in the dark and came down to see what the hell they'd managed to fuck up down here. "Big black nothings aren't usually as empty as they look."