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I
am
a
ghost
.
I
am
weightless
.
Yo
soy
un
espectro
…
palido
coma
una
fantasma
…
caminando
este
mundo
a
solas
.
One
night
the
ghost
awoke
to
the
screams
of
other
inmates
.
He
didn
’
t
know
what
invisible
force
was
shaking
the
floor
on
which
he
slept
,
nor
what
mighty
hand
was
trembling
the
mortar
of
his
stone
cell
,
but
as
he
jumped
to
his
feet
,
a
large
boulder
toppled
onto
the
very
spot
where
he
had
been
sleeping
.
Looking
up
to
see
where
the
stone
had
come
from
,
he
saw
a
hole
in
the
trembling
wall
,
and
beyond
it
,
a
vision
he
had
not
seen
in
over
ten
years
.
The
moon
.
Even
while
the
earth
still
shook
,
the
ghost
found
himself
scrambling
through
a
narrow
tunnel
,
staggering
out
into
an
expansive
vista
,
and
tumbling
down
a
barren
mountainside
into
the
woods
.
He
ran
all
night
,
always
downward
,
delirious
with
hunger
and
exhaustion
.
Skirting
the
edges
of
consciousness
,
he
found
himself
at
dawn
in
a
clearing
where
train
tracks
cut
a
swath
across
the
forest
.
Following
the
rails
,
he
moved
on
as
if
dreaming
.
Seeing
an
empty
freight
car
,
he
crawled
in
for
shelter
and
rest
.
When
he
awoke
the
train
was
moving
.
How
long
?
How
far
?
A
pain
was
growing
in
his
gut
.
Am
I
dying
?
He
slept
again
.
This
time
he
awoke
to
someone
yelling
,
beating
him
,
throwing
him
out
of
the
freight
car
.
Bloody
,
he
wandered
the
outskirts
of
a
small
village
looking
in
vain
for
food
.
Finally
,
his
body
too
weak
to
take
another
step
,
he
lay
down
by
the
side
of
the
road
and
slipped
into
unconsciousness
.
The
light
came
slowly
,
and
the
ghost
wondered
how
long
he
had
been
dead
.
A
day
?
Three
days
?
It
didn
’
t
matter
.
His
bed
was
soft
like
a
cloud
,
and
the
air
around
him
smelled
sweet
with
candles
.
Jesus
was
there
,
staring
down
at
him
.
I
am
here
,
Jesus
said
.
The
stone
has
been
rolled
aside
,
and
you
are
born
again
.
He
slept
and
awoke
.
Fog
shrouded
his
thoughts
.
He
had
never
believed
in
heaven
,
and
yet
Jesus
was
watching
over
him
.
Food
appeared
beside
his
bed
,
and
the
ghost
ate
it
,
almost
able
to
feel
the
flesh
materializing
on
his
bones
.
He
slept
again
.
When
he
awoke
,
Jesus
was
still
smiling
down
,
speaking
.
You
are
saved
,
my
son
.
Blessed
are
those
who
follow
my
path
.
Again
,
he
slept
.
