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the sounds of ghosts

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The whispers start up again when the roar of the engine goes quiet.


Max. Help us. Save us. You left us! Come back!  

I need to keep moving. I need to get to the Plains of Silence. There, I have a chance at peace. At escaping the ghosts that haunt me.

“Are you away again on one of your looong journies?” Chumbucket asks from the back of the car.

I don’t answer, eyes busy scanning the horizon. Storms a-coming.

The ghosts whisper louder:

Run. Hide. Quick now!

I return to the car and banish them. But it’s only ever temporary.