The narrator of our story, a real "Nose-it all", finds itself

confronted by the Should-Storm,

a villainous vortex made up of mankind's collective ick...  

And, damned if the thing isn't singing! 

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As a wicked storm advances, Clown ZerO has banished

their best bud Petal to the window box for being overly cheerful. This doesn’t stop Petal from singing of her love, hopes, and wishes for ZerO. Deep beneath the bedcovers ZerO is wishing alright... Wishing that Petal would hush up already.

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