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His tone turned so happens to s You ," I answered

"Cool," he repeated "I have to run Wish ive' em hell"

"Good-bye James," he said

"Godspeed dude," I answered

The line went dead

Godspeed? I questioned the persistent dial tone Where the fuck did that come from? I stared at receiver It wasn't part of my vocabulary A sour taste settled in my mouth as I returned the receiver to its cradle Count never said Good-bye, ever!

I spentpast rows of gravestones towards the converted chapel I witnessed the dying sun pursued across the ceht atop the ainst eternal blackness

He'll be all right, I tried convincingon,as the late autumn sun