While the small town sat over one hundred miles from downtown Cleveland, city residents felt the shockwaves that fanned out from the abandoned farm.
No one was there to see the old red barn collapse or to see the grain silo wobble before catching itself like a drunkard navigating from the bar to the restroom.
Most importantly of all, no one saw the massive hand emerge from the soil, opening a long crack along the length of the farm. Soon enough, everyone in Ohio would see the giant and the trail of destruction it would leave in its angry wake.
