One day Jona looked out the window and saw that there were no squirrels in his yard. This was very strange to him because he was quite fond of the squirrels that usually occupied his lawn. There were nuts and things all over the lawn. "Who would take care of this mess?" he wondered to himself. He wondered to himself because there was no one else around him. Certainly not a family of squirrels. If there had been any squirrels in the area, they would have definitely found his front lawn and started to gather up the plenteous nuts and acrons lying in wait. But alas, there was no one but Jona. Throughout the day, Jona would find that squirrels were not the only things missing and his yard was not the only place things were missing from. Across the street there was no old man sitting in the rocking chair on the porch in front of the old man's house. It was now disputably no longer the old man's house since there was no old man in front of it now. Down the lane there were no toys. At the market there was no food. It was all really quite odd to Jona. He never was one to appreciate the stranger things in life.

On the way home, Jona fell off a cliff that had not previously been where Jona found it. But there was no ground. And so he fell forever.