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HAUNTING THE DEAD<br />

STEFAN PETRUCHA<br />

4. IF THIS IS THE REVEAL,<br />

DOES THAT MEAN THERE<br />

WAS A VEAL?<br />

The gray rainbow of Shutty’s emotions bubbled and<br />

boiled—fear, regret, sadness and more. Yet all were<br />

overshadowed by a single dominating thought. It was<br />

born just below her consciousness , but soon grew far<br />

too swollen to completely ignore: If this was death, why<br />

had she wasted so much precious time longing for it? It<br />

was, after all, as far as she could tell, not all that<br />

different. There was no release from pain, no comfort<br />

and not so much as <strong>the</strong> memory of an ending.<br />

What a waste being suicidal had been. What a deep,<br />

ungodly waste of wanting.<br />

Staring down through her black shoes to <strong>the</strong> dull,<br />

scratched plastic sheen of <strong>the</strong> gray tiled floor, she<br />

realized how little, how very little, death had changed<br />

her. That was it, <strong>the</strong>n. She’d been stuck with herself,<br />

she was still stuck with herself, and despite her hopes to<br />

<strong>the</strong> contrary, as far as she now knew she would always<br />

be stuck with herself.<br />

Then a glint of brown crust and white cardboard<br />

box caught her eye.<br />

“Was it… was it something in <strong>the</strong> pizza?” Shutty<br />

asked quietly.<br />

“No,” Kleck said, unable to conceal his deep-seated<br />

glee. “It was something in this.”<br />

Then she heard him say to <strong>the</strong> thin air, “You can kill<br />

<strong>the</strong>m all now.”<br />

And he answered himself, quite politely, “Thank<br />

you.”<br />

The grinning Kleck drew an automatic rifle, as if<br />

he’d pulled it from <strong>the</strong> thickening air, <strong>the</strong>n leveled it at<br />

Jobe’s head.<br />

“One for you,” Kleck said.<br />

“You crazy bastard!” Jobe cried as <strong>the</strong> trigger was<br />

pulled. The loud firecracker bang, <strong>the</strong> flash, <strong>the</strong> recoil,<br />

Jobe’s perfect body led backwards through <strong>the</strong> air by his<br />

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