Well, how could the moon grow brighter? [...]
A thousand [reporters ...] would be calling in [...] unless they were all hiding in cellars. Or dead. Or voiceless, because the sun was blanketing everything with static [...].
I was just barely beginning to be afraid.
All right, start over. The moon had become much brighter. Moonlight, well, moonlight was reflected sunlight; any idiot knew that. Then ... something happened to the sun. (page 4)
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