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HAUNTING THE DEAD<br />

SETH LINDBERG<br />

i cannot help myself not in control yet it was too much (have<br />

seen cities on fire, armies on <strong>the</strong> march, innocents put to <strong>the</strong><br />

sword) pulled back will be overtaken will be used will go<br />

mindless have seen too much (nations falling to disease and<br />

plague, souls rising from carts carrying <strong>the</strong> dead) cannot<br />

stop seeing never stop seeing will have me <strong>the</strong>y will have me<br />

<strong>the</strong>y will—<br />

Anders shook his head, trying to banish <strong>the</strong> thoughts<br />

all around him, banish <strong>the</strong> pain, concentrate on <strong>the</strong><br />

task at hand. He tried to shut his eyes but realized he<br />

couldn’t, that now, now he could see all around him….<br />

Behind his back, Tom put <strong>the</strong> device on <strong>the</strong> wall of<br />

<strong>the</strong> bridge, <strong>the</strong>n began firing shots into it. Once he had<br />

emptied <strong>the</strong> clip, he tossed <strong>the</strong> thing into <strong>the</strong> river.<br />

The King of Eyes flickered slightly, and its voice<br />

modified, it seemed to revel in its freedom. It did not<br />

stop itself from assaulting Anders, though.<br />

Anders, it said, your name is anders i miss her i can’t<br />

stop thinking about (<strong>the</strong> horses entered Jerusalem, ankledeep<br />

in blood from <strong>the</strong> slaughter on <strong>the</strong> mount) her but you<br />

but you but you do not stop me I must I must you see she is<br />

rising I must I must I must I must…<br />

Anders broke off his song and began screaming in<br />

agony as <strong>the</strong> pain laced through him now completely.<br />

But he heard ano<strong>the</strong>r voice mixed in with <strong>the</strong> babble.<br />

“I’m here,” <strong>the</strong> voice said.<br />

“Lila,” he replied.<br />

“Remember your promise.”<br />

Don’t look back. But how? And why? Did she not<br />

want to see him, or was it—was it a defense to keep from<br />

being destroyed by this thing’s madness? It felt like his<br />

senses were pushing out, overwhelming him.<br />

“I can’t,” he said. “I… I don’t know how.”<br />

“Try,” she said calmly. “Trust me.”<br />

Failed Kundalini yoga classes. Meditation, never<br />

his strong point. But he searched through his painstricken<br />

mind and found something, anything to grasp<br />

on to. He focused on Ben, Ben’s face. Kept singing<br />

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