Cracked

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The tree was cracked. Not in a normal way of bark growing and splitting as it grew apart. The cracking was that of broken glass that was beaten with a rock. A soft buzzing like that of a refrigerator was emitted from the broken tree trunk.

The students who walked around the sanctuary grew curious about the cracked buzzing tree. The officers and teachers formed a crowd around the tree as to stop the guests from asking any questions. This only brought up more questions than nesasary.

The students gathered around the authority figures around the tree. The people brought with them body heat. As the body heat increased do fid the buzzing noise. When the buzzing grew the size of the crack also began to grow. Soon the hair line fracture increased.

Questions were getting ore frantic and sped up. The tree was splitting apart. Broken pieces of the bark began to fall to the ground. Not long after it started all but a signal piece had fallen off.

"Someone, please. Just tell us what is going on here." A person from the back had asked as the final piece fell to the ground and shattered.

When the last piece fell and shattered the layer under the bark turned bright white and the buzzing immediately stopped.

In that moment everything was quiet. All at once the students and other guests knew the truth. The authority now knew what they were guarding. The last real tree sanctuary was a cover up. It was a lie. All of it was a lie. The sanctuary ment to house the last trees was just the first. The first of the false trees. It was the first step in eliminating all of the trees.

Now the know. Now they just don't understand.

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