Three hours before the event was scheduled to end, those who had still not gotten a chance to enter the stall of the King were looking forward to testing their luck and walking away satisfied that they had at least gotten something out of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that had graced their otherwise boring week.
Strangely, though, they began to notice that as each minute went by, the area around them began to empty more and more, until it seemed as if they were the only ones present.
Stalls began to be shut down, streets began to become empty, and an ominous silence started to settle on the area of the event, which was only punctured by the whisperings of those in this queue, in which only a few knew what was up.
A few minutes later, though, it became clear to everyone, because suddenly, in the air right above this area, a gigantic structure came into existence.
