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Chapter 10

           

           Onenighttheghostawoketothescreamsofotherinmates.Hedidn’tknowwhatinvisibleforcewasshakingtheflooronwhichheslept,norwhatmightyhandwastremblingthemortarofhisstonecell,butashejumpedtohisfeet,alargebouldertoppledontotheveryspotwherehehadbeensleeping.Lookinguptoseewherethestonehadcomefrom,hesawaholeinthetremblingwall,andbeyondit,avisionhehadnotseeninovertenyears.Themoon.

           Evenwhiletheearthstillshook,theghostfoundhimselfscramblingthroughanarrowtunnel,staggeringoutintoanexpansivevista,andtumblingdownabarrenmountainsideintothewoods.Heranallnight,alwaysdownward,deliriouswithhungerandexhaustion.

           Skirtingtheedgesofconsciousness,hefoundhimselfatdawninaclearingwheretraintrackscutaswathacrosstheforest.Followingtherails,hemovedonasifdreaming.Seeinganemptyfreightcar,hecrawledinforshelterandrest.Whenheawokethetrainwasmoving.Howlong?Howfar?Apainwasgrowinginhisgut.AmIdying?Hesleptagain.Thistimeheawoketosomeoneyelling,beatinghim,throwinghimoutofthefreightcar.Bloody,hewanderedtheoutskirtsofasmallvillagelookinginvainforfood.Finally,hisbodytooweaktotakeanotherstep,helaydownbythesideoftheroadandslippedintounconsciousness.

           Thelightcameslowly,andtheghostwonderedhowlonghehadbeendead.Aday?Threedays?Itdidn’tmatter.Hisbedwassoftlikeacloud,andtheairaroundhimsmelledsweetwithcandles.Jesuswasthere,staringdownathim.Iamhere,Jesussaid.

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