Suicide Girls in the Afterlife
“East, west? I don’t know, and Salvadore isn’t saying. For a while, I assume we’re lost, but he assures me that he knows exactly where we’re headed. The Sterling Hotel, of course. Wherever that is. I still have no clue where we are when we finally make our way out, but it’s nowhere I recognize. A hot dusty road, dry despite last night’s rain, quiet but for the sound of chirping insects. Huge cliffs on either side, lined with enormously tall, purple-leafed Sagewoods. Up ahead, a stone tunnel, i...ts throat yawning and cavity-black. “Are we going in there?” “It’s the only way there is,” Salvadore says matter-of-factly. “Well, are there any sidewalks? There’s none out here. What if a car comes?” “No car will come.” I frown. “How do you know?” “Look.” He jerks a thumb behind us and, confused, I turn and immediately see what he means by ‘the only way there is.’ There’s nothing there. No road, no cliffs, no trees. Nothing. Behind us lays a vast white emptiness, a new canvas without borders.MoreLess
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