6 Souls Page #4

Sorry, Doctor. Scared you a little

right there, huh?

Yeah, a little bit. Yeah.

Listen, uh, I didn't want you to leave

without having a chance

to say thank you.

For what?

For trying to help.

Thanks.

You 're welcome.

Excuse me. I'm looking for yearbooks.

Second aisle down to the back.

But you best be quick.

I'm locking up in 10 minutes.

No, I'll be quick. I promise.

OK.

Are you almost done?

Um, I'll be done in a minute.

Matthew, Mark, Luke and John

Bless the bed that I lay on

Bless me as they lay me down to sleep

I give myself to God to keep

Five little angels round my bed

One to the foot and one to the head

One to sing and one to pray

And one to take my sins away.

Amen.

She doesn't mean it.

Right?

Hello.

Charlie?

Oh, little CC.

You sound terrible.

Listen, listen. Can I bring you anything?

Uh, no. I've got soup.

And, um, that antibiotic's

about to kick in.

I hate to ask, but you never

faxed me Adam Saber's file.

Oh, I'm sorry. Is first thing alright?

Yeah, yeah, of course.

Just get some rest, OK?

I will.

See you soon.

OK. Feel better.

Excuse me.

Do you know the way

to the Quarry House?

I don't know how I got to the hospital.

I have no idea

how I got to bed last night.

You know, I just wake up in my room

and I don't remember nothing.

The nurses

helped you into your bed.

Was I awake?

In a matter of speaking.

Hello?

They're ruined, aren't they?

I... I'm sorry. I knocked at the front door.

I was...

I found them this morning.

They must have been

in water for weeks.

All that music, all that life, all gone.

I think... I think some of it

can be saved, actually.

Well, there's always hope.

Now, who are you?

I'm looking for David Bernburg.

David?

Yeah.

You 're standing on him, aren't you?

Well, it happens around

this time of year -

some local reporter

inevitably stumbles onto

a story in the archives

and tries to resurrect it

as a cautionary tale.

Are you talking about David's accident?

No, my dear.

His murder.

How did his accident happen?

He fell.

Wet leaves on stone steps.

And just like that

his life had to begin again.

But he accepted his fate

with such nobility.

For three years,

David showed the world how brightly

the Holy Spirit shone within him.

But then... David lost his way.

He found a doctor in the city

who was experimenting with spinal

replacement or some such nonsense.

David came to believe

that this practitioner

would one day give him back his legs.

It seemed as if every month,

he'd ride into the city on the bus

with hope in his eyes...

...only to be injected and sliced open

and return broken-hearted.

And then one month he left home

and never returned.

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