Twitcher: Something momentous lurks in the woods.

Imminent disaster, or the beginning of a new age? Gareth, in his beloved leather jacket and jeans, bumps into Lindsey in her park-warden uniform of authority. There's an old English mansion where a hovering, sky-high slit cuts vertically down to the soil in the woodland section of the grounds. These towering secret slits are increasing in number, suggesting to those who know, that the world may be ending. Franksy, a friend of Gareth's, can explain events perhaps. But is there really a solution anyway?