That’s all it was. A game.
Something my friends and I used to play during the summer when we had nothing better to do. I never expected that it would get so out of hand.
I never expected it to come back long after recovery.
To anyone reading, please don’t do what I did.
I’m putting this out there to warn people.
On that warm summer evening, we played the role of Pandora.
Except, the monsters we released were far worse than what’s told in stories.
Because stories end.
And this doesn’t.
I still remember the date. July 16, 2013. I was an upcoming senior in high school while the others were getting prepared for their freshman year of college, raving on about their majors, life plans, dorms, you get the point. The summer had been bittersweet as those months would be the last I’d see them for a while. Because of this, Anthony, Lola, Eliza, and I would spend the bulk of our time together going to festivals and various camping trips, trying to make the most out of the summer while we could. On that day, the day I wish I could forget, Eliza had run late to one of our hangouts at my place. This was odd since as an Ivy league student, she was usually early or right on time to these kind of things. Half past three, we heard her knocking on my door rapidly, which was also out of character considering that she was usually the calm one in our group. A bit worried, I hurried down the stairs with Anthony and Lola following close behind, expecting Eliza to be in hysterics due to her frantic behavior. When I opened the door, however, there she was with a bright smile on her face, her red hair getting in the way of her eyes, which were a dark green shade. She pushed her hair out of her face with one hand and held a brown box in the other, and she was bouncing up and down as she usually does when she’s about to talk about something exciting.
“You’ll never believe what I found.” Eliza’s voice could barely hold her impatience as she stepped inside and kicked her shoes off once she crossed over my threshold.
“What’s up with you today?” Anthony questioned, looking more confused than concerned now.
“I’ll show you guys in a minute. Can we go up to your room, Felix?” Eliza looked over at me with her trademark smile, knowing damn well we were all too curious to just leave that box unopened. Without a word, I led the group up to my room and shut the door after everyone had walked in. Anthony took his usual spot on my beanbag and unzipped his hoodie, which had the MSM logo sprawled across the front in big red letters. He adjusted his dark rimmed glasses and took on his usual stoic expression. Lola wore a dark blue FIT shirt, which she revealed more of when she moved her locs over her shoulder as she sat on my desk chair and wheeled over to us. As she did, the various necklaces she wore clinked against each other. Eliza herself was the smartest out of the group, and probably in the whole school as well. She had gotten accepted into multiple prestigious schools, but ultimately settled for Harvard to pursue a degree in some obscure philanthropic career. Unlike Anthony and Lola, Eliza wore her regular outfit –usually a white tank top and jeans– and sat on my bed with the box in her lap. I took a seat next to her to get a closer look.
“So what’d you find?” The others moved closer.
“Something we probably haven’t thought about for a really long time. Do you guys remember that one game we used to play in middle school? The one we made after Felix joined our class?” Eliza looked at our puzzled faces to see if we had connected the dots, but her clue didn’t seem to strike any of us with familiarity.
“After Felix joined? Didn’t we just hang out or something that weekend?” Anthony questioned.
“We did, but there was something else,” Eliza raised an eyebrow, “you guys seriously don’t remember?”
At that moment, I saw Lola’s eyes light up and a thin smile grew on her lips, something she always did whenever she was able to figure something out.
“You mean that little map game we played? Where we would go out to the woods and explore?”
Both Anthony and I seemed to have remembered as well with the mention of a ‘map game.’ I chimed in, “ yeah I remember! Every once in a while when we were all bored, we’d pick a random spot on a map to go to and explore there for a bit, right? When did we stop doing that anyways? I remember really enjoying it.”
“Well life happens,” Eliza responded to me, “but I was thinking of things to do for the rest of the summer when I suddenly remembered that game! That’s why I was so late for our meetup today, I was looking through my attic for this.” Eliza shook the box slightly and a couple things clattered around inside.
“There’s no way.” Anthony sounded like he was in disbelief.
“You mean…?” Lola sat forward in the chair. Eliza smirked, her adventurous nature creeping out as realization swept over us like a wave.
“Mhm! I found the map we used to use as well as the things we collected from our little escapades.” With that, Eliza opened the box, revealing a folded piece of paper and various trinkets scattered over the bottom of the capsule. Lola squealed with excitement and immediately snatched the box from Eliza, who simply chuckled and leaned back on the bed.
“No way! Everything’s still in here!” Lola digged through the box and placed whatever objects she found across the blanket. Anthony got up and sat at the foot of my bed, to observe our findings more closely. There was a piece of some clay pottery, some rusty springs and scraps of metal, an old digital camera, and some other random stuff I can’t recall to memory right now. Anthony picked up a spring and turned it in his palm.
“Shit man, this is from that abandoned junkyard we found in 8th grade…that feels like such a long time ago now.”
I examined the piece of pottery with Eliza looking over my shoulder. Lola picked up the digital camera.
“Do you remember where this came from?” I turned to Eliza and held up my discovery.
“No clue,” she shrugged. It must have been a while ago if even she didn’t remember. I turned the piece over and grew curious when I saw weird symbols inscribed on the inside of it. I squinted a bit, trying to discern some sort of pattern within the scribbles.
I turned to Eliza again, “hey, what do you think-”
“OH MY GOD GUYS IT STILL WORKS!” Lola’s voice went up a whole octave as she motioned to us.
The rest of us looked up as she turned the camera to face us. There were various photos we went through. All of us at lakes, museums, exploring the woods; everything we did from 7th grade until my freshman year seemed to be documented. The last photo was arguable the best and msot bittersweet. It was a picture of the whole group from a while ago. We were sitting at Eliza’s dinner table with a giant chocolate cake on the middle of it adorned with two candles shaped like the numbers one and five. Eliza was talking to me in the photo. Her hair was even more red at the time and she wore it in a braid. I looked about the same in the photo as I did then, with light brown hair, blue eyes, and freckles scattered all over my body and face. I was smiling sheepishly at Eliza. I now knew why Anthony said it was obvious I had a crush on her in 8th grade. Lola went through the most changes out of all of us. At the time in the photo, she had her hair straightened and side-swept, with a bright pink streak in her bangs. She wore clunky jewlery and a frilly skirt underneath a long tank top, leaning over the table to cut another slice of cake. All of us had birthday hats on except for Anthony, who kept his sitting on the table. He held up a peace sign staring straight into the camera with a stoic expression. He looked like a statue compared to the rest of us, who were laughing and smiling. You could tell he was having fun, though.
“Well don’t you look like a ray of sunshine,” Lola snickered as Anthony shot her a dirty look.
“At least I didn’t go through some weird scene phase in freshman year,” He smiled and watched Lola’s face, knowing she was blushing despite her dark skin which made it practically invisible. I let a laugh slip out, but quickly stifled it knowing that if I kept going it would mean death. Lola side-eyed me and continued, “I was using my creative liberty to experiment with my options as an artist,” she said with an overly-posh accent that made Eliza laugh.
“Yeah Anthony, don’t be such a downer,” Eliza teased. Anthony simply rolled his eyes and suppressed a smile to pretend like he was mad at all of us. He looked into the box and picked up the paper we left, unfolding it with a hint of excitement and curiosity. When he looked at it, only two words came out of his mouth.
“Holy shit.”
“What, what is it?” Lola tried to look at the other side of the paper, but Anthony quickly held it out of her view.
“What if I didn’t want to show you?” A smile crept onto his face. This was one of those rare moments where he’d be in the moos to joke around with us.
“Don’t be a dick bro,” I said, laughing as I went to grab for the paper. Anthony just held it up in the air and pushed me off of him and I landed on my floor. While he was distracted, though, Eliza took her chance and snatched the paper right out of his hand.
“You boys need to learn to be nice,” she warned in her jokingly stern voice as she unfolded the paper and spread it out onto my bed. We all leaned over to look.
It was a map of a couple towns including ours. There were around ten small star stickers placed on different areas on the map near the streets the four of us lived in. On the top of the map, a couple words were scrawled in black sharpie; “Pick a Place!” I could see everyone’s faces light up.
“Oh my god it’s our map!” Lola shouted and pointed to one of the stars near her street, “this was where we found that old junkyard right?”
Eliza smiled, “I remember that. It feels like such a long time ago now.” She pointed to another star, “and this is where we found that lake we made a hideout of. I still remember swimming in there in 8th grade…”
The four of us reminisced for a while, talking about where we had gone and what we did there, and how impressive it was that we didn’t get tetanus from that junkyard. After nearly an hour of conversation, Eliza asked something that made all of us stop.
“So how about it guys? Do you want to do one last round before the summer ends?”
The rest of us looked around at each other. It was clear we all wanted to do it. Eliza seemed to catch on and she nodded.
“Who wants to pick where we go?”
“How about you do the honors?” Lola suggested, motioning towards the map. “You’re the one that brought this stuff in anyways.”
Eliza raised her eyebrow but didn’t object. Without a word, she examined the map for a few minutes, then placed her finger on one spot a bit far from my house.
“How about here?”
“You think we can make it that far?” Anthony asked.
“Well, we can drive now so why not?”
“You sure there’s some type of trail we can drive on? That spot looks pretty deep in the woods”
“We can find a path to drive on for a bit then walk the rest of the way. C’mon guys, this is probably our last chance to do something like this! Felix, you can drive right?”
Eliza and the rest turned to me with a hopeful expression. I had to comply.
“Sure. No big deal, right?”
All three of them cheered and high fived each other, looking pretty excited to go on one last adventure.
“So when do we leave?” I questioned.
Eliza flashed that smile again, “right now.”
“Right now?!”
“Hell yeah,” Lola chimed in. “It shouldn’t take that long, right?”
“I guess…” Even then I felt uneasy about the whole thing. I didn’t feel prepared enough to go on some random trip into the woods. I needed to pack food, water, flashlights, I had no idea how long this was going to take. Little did I know that those things would be the least of my worries a couple hours from then. I wish I could go back and convince my 17-year-old self that it wasn’t worth it, that I should just convince my friends to stay and talk for the rest of the day. I wish Eliza had never remembered that stupid game. In a way, I’m almost mad at her for what happened, but I know it wasn’t anyones fault. We just wanted to have fun. I wish we could’ve just had fun. But God had a different plan for us. One that made me think Satan himself devised it instead. On July 16, 2013, Anthony He, Lola Smith, Eliza Landserson, and Felix Johanson went on an adventure that none of them were ready for.
Author's Note:
If you just read all of that then thank you so so so much for doing so! I'm a rookie writer, so feel free to comment any constructive criticism you might have if you have actual writing experience! This is the first silly little story I'm posting here, so I hope you enjoyed :)

Hi everyone,
Moving my daughter and I back to Michigan after having a great experience at our gym in Washington. My daughter has only been in recreational classes but has expressed interest in getting competitive in the future (though, she’s like almost 5 so that could change any minute - I just wanna give her the option if she wants to pursue it because she keeps wanting more). Not sure if I selected the right flair. But I’d like to continue her progress as she loves her classes and broke down crying thinking she wouldn’t be able to do gymnastics when we move.
Can anyone recommend a good gym in either Oakland, Livingston, or Washtenaw county with a healthy environment for a young child to grow up with and maybe develop into potentially doing competitive gymnastics if she wants? Big emphasis on healthy environment.
Thank you.

I live in an apartment in Michigan, and am truly in love with the breed. I understand that border collies are working dogs and are happiest on farms and when they have a job, but I think it’s rather unfair to need a farm to have such an intelligent and beautiful partner. It’s a small complex with a big field to run around in, as well as multiple soccebaseball fields surrounding it as there are multiple schools in the area. I live in a nice walkable neighborhood, and want nothing more than have a walking/hiking companion. I’m willing to invest the time, but am worried about mental stimulation. I had a australian cattle dog in the past that was found on the street, but that was when I was younger. She tore up the apartment, and we ended up giving her to a farmer. Any ideas on what I could do with a border collie in such a setting to properly have them feeling worn out at the end of the day?
If I determine it would be too much, then im certainly willing to wait for when my situation changes. I do not wish to subject another dog to what my last dog had to go through, due to my uneducation on the breed at the time.

MN 36 From… Mahāsaccakasutta: The Greater Discourse to Saccaka
https://daily.readingfaithfully.org/mn-36-from-mahasaccakasutta-the-greater-discourse-to-saccaka-2/
[Note: The events in this selection take place while the Bodhisatta was striving unsuccessfully for enlightenment.]
…
“I thought: ‘Suppose I practise entirely cutting off food.’ Then deities came to me and said: ‘Good sir, do not practise entirely cutting off food. If you do so, we shall infuse heavenly food into the pores of your skin and you will live on that.’ I considered: ‘If I claim to be completely fasting while these deities infuse heavenly food into the pores of my skin and I live on that, then I shall be lying.’ So I dismissed those deities, saying: ‘There is no need.’
“I thought: ‘Suppose I take very little food, a handful each time, whether of bean soup or lentil soup or vetch soup or pea soup.’ So I took very little food, a handful each time, whether of bean soup or lentil soup or vetch soup or pea soup. While I did so, my body reached a state of extreme emaciation. Because of eating so little my limbs became like the jointed segments of vine stems or bamboo stems. Because of eating so little my backside became like a camel’s hoof. Because of eating so little the projections on my spine stood forth like corded beads. Because of eating so little my ribs jutted out as gaunt as the crazy rafters of an old roofless barn. Because of eating so little the gleam of my eyes sank far down in their sockets, looking like the gleam of water that has sunk far down in a deep well. Because of eating so little my scalp shrivelled and withered as a green bitter gourd shrivels and withers in the wind and sun. Because of eating so little my belly skin adhered to my backbone; thus if I touched my belly skin I encountered my backbone and if I touched my backbone I encountered my belly skin. Because of eating so little, if I defecated or urinated, I fell over on my face there. Because of eating so little, if I tried to ease my body by rubbing my limbs with my hands, the hair, rotted at its roots, fell from my body as I rubbed.
“Now when people saw me, some said: ‘The recluse Gotama is black.’ Other people said: ‘The recluse Gotama is not black, he is brown.’ Other people said: ‘The recluse Gotama is neither black nor brown, he is golden-skinned.’ So much had the clear, bright colour of my skin deteriorated through eating so little.
“I thought: ‘Whatever recluses or brahmins in the past have experienced painful, racking, piercing feelings due to exertion, this is the utmost, there is none beyond this. And whatever recluses and brahmins in the future will experience painful, racking, piercing feelings due to exertion, this is the utmost, there is none beyond this. And whatever recluses and brahmins at present experience painful, racking, piercing feelings due to exertion, this is the utmost, there is none beyond this. But by this racking practice of austerities I have not attained any superhuman states, any distinction in knowledge and vision worthy of the noble ones. Could there be another path to enlightenment?’
“I considered: ‘I recall that when my father the Sakyan was occupied, while I was sitting in the cool shade of a rose-apple tree, quite secluded from sensual pleasures, secluded from unwholesome states, I entered upon and abided in the first jhāna, which is accompanied by applied and sustained thought, with rapture and pleasure born of seclusion. Could that be the path to enlightenment?’ Then, following on that memory, came the realisation: ‘That is indeed the path to enlightenment.’
“I thought: ‘Why am I afraid of that pleasure that has nothing to do with sensual pleasures and unwholesome states?’ I thought: ‘I am not afraid of that pleasure since it has nothing to do with sensual pleasures and unwholesome states.’
“I considered: ‘It is not easy to attain that pleasure with a body so excessively emaciated. Suppose I ate some solid food—some boiled rice and porridge.’ And I ate some solid food—some boiled rice and porridge. Now at that time five bhikkhus were waiting upon me, thinking: ‘If our recluse Gotama achieves some higher state, he will inform us.’ But when I ate the boiled rice and porridge, the five bhikkhus were disgusted and left me, thinking: ‘The recluse Gotama now lives luxuriously; he has given up his striving and reverted to luxury.’…
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Hey guys! Trying to finalize my school list right now and would really appreciate some feedback. I think I might be too top heavy right now so please let me know.
ORM (South Asian female) MA resident
MCAT 511 -> 519
cGPA 3.9 sGPA 3.87, went to a top LAC
Activities:
-research: 3500+ hrs and ongoing with one pub and one more in the process of submission -volunteer non clinical: 100 hrs -clinical volunteering: 130 hrs and on going -student organization leadership: 480 hrs -TA: 300hrs -shadowing: 70 hrs and ongoing (oncology, psychiatry, radiology) -received small gant for history research
Gap year: doing research at two labs alongside volunteering at two hospitals -excellent LORs from mentor, PIs and Professors (around 8)
-Harvard -UPenn -John Hopkins -Vanderbilt -Tufts -Stanford -UCSF -BU -University of Michigan -Umass -Case Western -Albert Einstein -Icahn -Duke -Pittsburgh -Dartmouth -Wash U -Mayo -Emory -Northwestern -Temple -New York medical college -University of Chicago -Cornell -Stony Brook -Drexel -NYU -Penn State

I found this book in my college here in brazil, and couldnt find anything about it on internet, the closest i got was the institute who published it, wich seems to be the INPL (institut national polytechnique de lorraine) so i though someone from france would now at least a bit about this book, seems like a conjuct of various studies about quasicristaux or whatever this means lol. well anyways i would to now if it has at least some value or is just a random obscure book

My only friend is my bf. I know this is what it is a Reddit post lol. But I am kinda looking for a cool best friend who’s not super woke about thing and can talk about anything. I’m pretty chill, down to earth, I’m told. I like cross stitch, sims, some they video games besides sims and just chilling outside. I usually go for daily walks with my bf exploring Michigan. & soon will work at a dollar general which is the most country thing I can think of because I just love from the city in. DMV area to the middle of nowhere Midwest. So if you wanna chat please send me a DM love to hear from you.

Lake Michigan shoreline of Doctor’s Park.
The last rock has a bit of a funky look to it that I think is cool but any identification would be appreciated.

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I am getting quotes for basement completion. Its less than 500sq ft. I’m gonna have a bedroom, a living space and a bathroom. I do not expect any heavy electrical equipment or appliances in basement. From the two quotes I got, one says I need a sub panel for basement and the other says I don’t. The cost for sub panel is being quoted as almost 5k. Thats a big cost and I was wondering if this picture of main panel can tell if you think it's required. I believe my main panel is 200amp. Thanks in advance.

I was wondering if anyone could answer this question for me. My child’s father since he was born a year ago has seen his child 10 hours total. Does not check up on him. Doesn’t ask to see them. Has not seen them for almost 6 months now. Last time he did was for 2 hours if that in a public setting. Makes zero contact. I waited to see if he would enter their child’s life for this entire year and they did not. Now I just filed for child support in the state of Michigan. Does the state of Michigan open a custody case/ or create visitation schedule when doing so? If it’s just a visitation schedule I’m there for, he can choose to do at times. I’m fine with. But to throw my child into the custody of someone they don’t know, I am not okay with. I could see said person trying to get overnightts to lessen support and do the bare minimum of taking care of said child. How does it work when opening a child support case in Michigan? Thanks in advance

Reasons y the eastend hoods are dying
This is all perspective, no pollies involved
Galloway/G-Way: hood’s never rlly been able 2 recover after the constant raids a decade ago. A lotta OGs were allegedly knocked 2
Orton Park: They basically the cities most hated they the real definition of EBK. They j gotta stay out da way n get they bag i ain’t hating
Malvern: Used to be dirty & unmaintained. Now, more innocents buy homes in da area bcs of inflation. This leaves sum blocks less active as most the metro housing is mixed w/ affordable private homes. They OGs r everywhere 2, mans frm da same block claimin diff sets 😭🤦🏿‍♂️
Flemo Park: Inflation gentrified the area. It used 2 b a low income area w/ metro housing & cheap private buildings. Now, immigrants came & apartment rates started rising. The condos there r also more demandable as it’s close 2 dt. But this overall leaves the block less active 🤷🏾‍♂️
GlendoweSilverSprings: During the early 2000s this block was mainly known 4 tamil gang politics (& other shit). Nowadays, there’s hardly any violence on the block & all da youngins grow up with rich asian yutes as the surrounding neighbourhood is an asian filled suburb😭
MnE 081: Can’t lie, not sure y this block isn’t as violent as it was in the 90s/2000s. Ion think it has been gentrified & i’m pre sure it’s one of the bigger project buildings in Scarbs? i could b wrong.
Cataraqui/Block 13: Like Malvern, internal politics j killed da block. There’s also hardly any violence on the block no more so they ain’t out there as they should be 🤷🏾‍♂️
Northside Don Mills: It’s a high demand area around Fairview Mall so the government tore down a lot of buildings to build condos. Gentrification killed it.
Roywood/Parkwoods: This block is surrounded by a suburban community with barely any metro housing. Most da subsidized units r filled w/ old white ppl😂
Parma Court: These niggaz r just bullies atp I have nun to say 😭
Chester Le: The main block is small surrounded by an asian suburban community. Most of the guys on this street grow up around wealthier ppl. When they fall victim to anything, they link brand names frm different hoods n throw 10s down 😭😭