And then there were three... for a moment...

Four of four had to bow out as time became too little and stresses became too great. The collision was not allowing for ease of movement through air. So a truncated version went carelessly through the night. Unsettling elements arose as Four of four temporaries emerged. The myths of invisibilities were exposed. Deteriorations regarding ring-less tones of deafness surpassed only by oncoming blindness were discussed. What did you say? Have you seen my glasses? Are we now loathing the nonexpanding elastic waistbands of one of the Four of four subs? The hear-no, see-no, speak-no’s became hear-what-we-want, see-only-our-noses, and spew what we feel. Many a prey escaped that night.