DIRT 5

The hole was large, surrounded by a ring of tiny dandelions and looking very out of place in the otherwise untarnished grove.

Dirt walked over to the hole's edge and peered in. The bottom looked to be roughly six feet down and filled with tiny white skeletons.

Most little girls would have found this horrifying.

Dirt carefully leaned over the lip of the hole to get a closer look.

She tried to identify each one by name. A rabbit... a fieldmouse... a fox. It was like some twisted Disney princess had summoned them there and left them all to die.