The thing about Janess… no one knew if it was real.

But… if it was, if there was even the slightest of chances that it was a real place… it was worth staying alive for.

A blue roof, that’s what they say it has. And the inside is made of the feeling you get when you fall asleep with the warm afternoon sun hitting you.

It hovers, at least… that’s what they say.

Whoever the fuck “they” are.

To be continued…