When I was little I used to have nightmares about a football-field sized bomb, black, rounded, and shiny, like a big egg half-buried in the earth....actually, the inflated tent over the UT football team's training field is a darn good approximation; just paint it black.
It was surrounded by a white picket fence with children walking around it, tapping sticks in the fence, making a clicking noise -- the ticking of the bomb. Used to frighten me a great deal.
I can only conjecture that this had to do with overhearing something about the atomic bomb. I know that that was a recurring nightmare and it bothered me a lot.
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