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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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