Mannequins

As she choked on her fear, she turned off the tracks and sped out of out of the city to the clearing in the woods. She parked her car and sat on its roof crying and trebling, but she had begun to calm down. She often came here for the peculiar feeling the place gave her. When she would return to the city, she felt a sense of macabre, like it was the thing out of place, with its gaudy stores and plastic grass.