Chalkzone Archive.org ◆ | ESSENTIAL |

This file is 99.7% preserved. The remaining 0.3% is currently walking around in a server farm in Virginia, looking for its missing leg. If found, please do not feed it chalk.

I woke up at 3:00 AM to the sound of static. Not TV static. Chalk static. Like a thousand sticks of chalk scratching against a thousand slates all at once. chalkzone archive.org

My bedroom wall had a door. It wasn't there before. The doorknob was made of compressed chalk dust. I touched it. My fingerprint left a groove. This file is 99

Nothing happened. So I went to bed.