“And what did you find?” he asked me.
“It’s empty.”
“Yes, and what does that tell you?”
“He’s out, he’s alive somehow.”
“No? But you saw him dead.”
“He was dead.”
“And you buried him.”
“He was dead. Someone stole the body.”
“Oh?” he asked. “And the nails, I suppose, were already pried out? How did they dig him up without you knowing?”
“Maybe, before we buried him?”
“How? You nailed him in.”
“I don’t know.”
“Let’s sum up.” Dr. Val said. “He was dead, you buried him, but he’s not there now.”
“Yes,” I said. “I can’t understand it.”
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