{"id":914,"date":"2018-02-08T18:00:22","date_gmt":"2018-02-08T18:00:22","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/?p=914"},"modified":"2024-11-02T13:46:36","modified_gmt":"2024-11-02T13:46:36","slug":"above-ground-part-two","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/above-ground-part-two\/","title":{"rendered":"Above Ground part two"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">by John Riley<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">ii<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">The man with the battered suitcase used the name Sam. He&#8217;d made good progress on his own, walking the length of the road for over a week now.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">He followed the signs pointing to Slaughter Bridge. He reckoned on getting closer as the place name kept appearing more frequently.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">There were fields of man-high corn on either side of the road. The smell hanging around hung thick, strong fertiliser, and gut-wrenching. Sam pushed on walking.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">He strode out with the sun in his eyes until a cloud passed over and offered respite from screwing up his face allowing time to see the way ahead, converging to a spot on the horizon.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">He could do with emptying the case, reckoned a few more down there would help, call in some more debts and cash in some karma. He pushed forward, letting his thoughts wander.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">He whistled that familiar tune with Grandpa Mathis on his mind and a little bit of business they&#8217;d sorted out. Then, Sam noticed it. He picked out something dumped up ahead. He stopped and tried to see what it might be before getting back into his stride.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">The stench hitting him emanated from a dead farm boy, lying crumpled at the side of the road with his eyes pecked out by scavenger crows.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">Sam tipped his sunhat, offering condolences to the deceased, and pondered on a few words. In the heat of the day, Sam stared down at the lad. Must have been about 10 or 12 years of age this time.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">Sam looked northward. Time to make a move. He set off without looking back at the kid. Sam didn&#8217;t see the dead body twitch and then in jerky moves bring itself up to a sitting position.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">&#8220;Take me with you&#8230;&#8221; It called out. &#8220;Take me with you&#8230;&#8221;<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">Sam kept on walking.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">It made one last try. Sam was a fair distance away so as not to hear its pleading.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">&#8220;You&#8217;d be too much trouble, kid, too much trouble.&#8221;<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">&#8220;Haven&#8217;t you heard? No room at the inn,&#8221; indicated by raising the suitcase above his head.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">When Sam was out of view, the kid slumped back down, a crumpled mess at the side of the road.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">A light breeze rustled the man-high corn and made a sound like whispering. Sam crossed into Slaughter Bridge and then had second thoughts about the kid.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif;\"><em><a href=\"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/above-ground-part-three\/\">part three click here<\/a><br \/>\n<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-86 size-full\" style=\"border: 0px solid #ffffff;\" src=\"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/scroll.png\" alt=\"The Ghostly World Fictional Ghost Stories\" width=\"1000\" height=\"67\" srcset=\"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/scroll.png 1000w, https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/scroll-300x20.png 300w, https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/scroll-768x51.png 768w, https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/scroll-945x63.png 945w, https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/scroll-600x40.png 600w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1000px) 100vw, 1000px\" \/><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/above-ground\/\">back to previous episode<\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/\">back to list of stories<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>by John Riley ii The man with the battered suitcase used the name Sam. He&#8217;d made good progress on his own, walking the length of the road for over a week now. He followed the signs pointing to Slaughter Bridge. He reckoned on getting closer as the place name kept appearing more frequently. 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