The forum splintered into factions. Some called it art; some called it a cult relic; others wanted to monetize. A half-dozen people started showing up at the building at all hours, flashlights sweeping like weeping angels. They left notes on the door: "WHO ARE YOU?" "LEAVE US ALONE" "WE BELIEVE YOU." Sometimes there were flowers. Once, a child left a paper spider that looked like a star.
The forum splintered into factions. Some called it art; some called it a cult relic; others wanted to monetize. A half-dozen people started showing up at the building at all hours, flashlights sweeping like weeping angels. They left notes on the door: "WHO ARE YOU?" "LEAVE US ALONE" "WE BELIEVE YOU." Sometimes there were flowers. Once, a child left a paper spider that looked like a star.