But the way she was talking it
was like she was experimenting. Seeing if I could travel to the next plain. If
this is the Great Beyond, then I definitely don’t see the fuss.
I consider my options. I can
either stay here and slowly roast in the shade, or I can set off across the
desert and take my chances under the full heat. There could be a town nearby,
or an oasis. I fret for a second. I have no idea how to survive in the sun. I
have no water and I’m already dying of thirst. It surely won’t take long for me
to succumb to the heat.
But would that be better? If I
die out here will I regain all my ghostly abilities? I don’t think I could
bring myself to do it knowingly. Dying in a car crash is something else altogether.
I make my mind up and decide
that I have to chance the desert. Dying slumped at the base of this tree would
feel like failure. After everything I’ve been through I decide to strike out
and face this new horror.
I clutch my stomach and trudge
out into the sand. I can feel the heat through the base of my shoes.
I watch the sun on my left,
setting between two enormous dunes. The sky turns a deep bloody red and I
relish the opportunity to stare into the sun’s orange flame.
In an instant, it drops behind
the sand and I feel the air drop a few degrees.
Over to my right, I feel a
tickling warmth. I turn and there’s the sun again. It blazes into existence,
like staring into headlights.
Before I can register what’s
happened, our star rises in the sky and day replaces night once more.
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