“4 TWENTY-THREE I stand in the beautiful mountains beside a sparkling blue lake laced with drifting patches of ice. The morning sun dazzles the eastern sky. The air is fresh, the stillness a wonder. I hear someone saying my name and turn to see who it is. To my surprise I see Seymour and Matt. Seymour has his head bowed and is weeping. He keeps calling out to me. Matt is on his knees, silent, holding a body in his arms. One that looks awfully familiar. “Shit. Am I dead?” I say aloud. The questi...on is ridiculous. I can’t be dead and talking to myself. If I was really dead I’d be talking to Krishna. I remember shouting his name a moment ago. I remember I called to him because . . . Matt was firing his laser rifle. He was going to shoot Seymour. That’s why I leapt in front of Seymour . . . There’s a dark red hole in the chest of the body Matt’s holding. It looks serious; the hole pierces her heart; it’s no wonder she’s dead. And I should stop trying to think of her as someone separate from myself because it’s obvious she’s me and I really am dead.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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