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HAUNTING THE DEAD<br />
ALLEN RAUSCH<br />
The hooded figure made a sharp left and began to<br />
walk away. As he did so, <strong>the</strong> form shifted, at first it was<br />
<strong>the</strong> skeleton, <strong>the</strong>n she was looking at <strong>the</strong> back of a<br />
small, nondescript man wearing a prisoner’s orange<br />
jumpsuit. The voice remained <strong>the</strong> same, however.<br />
“Have you ever read <strong>the</strong> Bible?” he asked.<br />
“Isn’t that a ra<strong>the</strong>r unusual thing for an Aztec god<br />
to ask?”<br />
The man in <strong>the</strong> orange jumpsuit stopped but did not<br />
turn. “From <strong>the</strong> Book of Isaiah, chapter 14:<br />
“Hell from beneath is moved for <strong>the</strong>e to meet <strong>the</strong>e<br />
at thy coming: it stirreth up <strong>the</strong> dead for <strong>the</strong>e, even all<br />
<strong>the</strong> chief ones of <strong>the</strong> earth; it hath raised up from <strong>the</strong>ir<br />
thrones all <strong>the</strong> kings of <strong>the</strong> nations.<br />
“All <strong>the</strong>y shall speak and say unto <strong>the</strong>e, Art thou<br />
also become weak as we? Art thou become like unto us?<br />
“Thy pomp is brought down to <strong>the</strong> grave, and <strong>the</strong><br />
noise of thy viols: <strong>the</strong> worm is spread under <strong>the</strong>e, and<br />
<strong>the</strong> worms cover <strong>the</strong>e.”<br />
“What <strong>the</strong> He—” Eileen suddenly changed her<br />
mind. “What on Earth does that mean?”<br />
“Hell from beneath is moving to meet <strong>the</strong>e, Eileen—<br />
and she’s very, very hungry.” The orange shape began<br />
to walk away.<br />
“We’ll stop you, you know,” Eileen shouted at <strong>the</strong><br />
retreating form. “<strong>Orpheus</strong> is not going to sit back and<br />
let <strong>the</strong> world be threatened by <strong>the</strong> likes of you!”<br />
“The likes of us? You work for killers and bring down<br />
stone and earth on <strong>the</strong> citizens of Guadalajara. Do you<br />
really think you should be making moral judgments?”<br />
“We’ll fight,” she said, but her voice sounded hollow<br />
and empty even to her. She was too aware of <strong>the</strong><br />
tangled remains of <strong>the</strong> construction site, now <strong>the</strong> tomb<br />
for <strong>the</strong> Arguelles women and Francisco’s followers.<br />
The twisted iron reminded her of <strong>the</strong> steel and glass<br />
remains of a car.<br />
The spirit turned around one last time and smiled at<br />
her. Somehow, <strong>the</strong> power and menace of this little man<br />
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