Despite their proximity to the field, neither could have predicted the sight that awaited them. “What is this dad?” She asked. Jack wished he could answer her but he was just as puzzled as she was. What the heck was he looking at?! And where was all his corn?
As Jack got closer, he realized that the objects were in fact eggs, strewn haphazardly across his land. And it wasn’t just a few eggs. No, there were many. Way to many. He couldn’t even begin to count them, it was too much. All he knew was that this wasn’t normal.