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“Death doesn’t exist. It never did.. Everything that happens before Death is what counts.”
-Ray Bradbury, ‘Something Wicked This Way Comes’
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It was late, and everyone else had gone home. There was no one to keep Sharon company. No one but the dead.
Sometimes, when she was alone in the museum like this, she thought of the collection as something she could hear. Most of the artifacts were made to be vessels for some ancient god or spirit, after all, so the building should be crawling with the sounds of old ghosts and gods. If she listened carefully enough, would she hear the ancient priests touching the possessions they were buried with or caressing the outlines of their own mummified bodies? Would she hear them ask what became of their sacred tombs? Would she hear their prayers?
She took her glasses off and pinched the brow of her nose. God, I’ve been working here too long, she thought. She drank her cold coffee and looked around the cluttered office. I should go home. It’s too late to be here. Too late to be surrounded by all these dead people and their dead things. It wasn’t that she didn’t love the job, bigger museums had offered her jobs with better money and more prestige, but she always turned them down. She stayed because she wanted to be with the collection. But on nights like this, alone, in the dark, it was too easy to think of the building as her own tomb. She felt like one of the slaves buried with the old kings, tending the dead forever.
Someone knocked on her office door. She jumped. ‘Dr. Hiller?’ said a voice. She groaned, Marcus. She’d forgotten he was still in the building.
‘Come in,’ she said. He looked slightly sheepish standing in her doorway. He always did.
‘I finished in D-Gallery like you asked.’ He looked at the floor rather than at her, idly clicking the box cutter he used to remove the wire from the shipping crates. She always told him he’d lose a finger if he kept doing that.
‘Good,’ she said, moving papers around her desk in a meaningless way.
‘Is there anything else?’.
She thought. ‘Inventory the new artifacts for A-Gallery one more time. Then you can go. Make sure everything is in the right place. But don’t touch anything this time.’ She still hadn’t looked at him. Maybe if she didn’t look at him he wouldn’t ask. He made it as far as the door before turning around. Damn, she thought.
‘Dr. Hiller, I was wondering—’
‘No.”
He blinked. ‘I didn’t even finish?’
‘Would I like to join you for a drink after work? That’s what you were going to ask, right?’
‘My friend is opening a new bar in the city tonight. We could drive up.’
‘It’s late.’
‘We can still make the after-party.’
‘You’re my assistant, and it’s not appropriate for us to date.’
‘One drink?’
‘Is one too many. Go do inventory. Now.’ He shut the door very quietly behind him. Sharon pinched the bridge of her nose again. A headache was coming on. Where was the rest of that coffee?
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