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Shala stared into the distance somewhere beyond Domio's left ear. She had indeed. The twenty five year old policeman who had put two bullets in the back of Domio while he was still on the murdering rampage that had claimed his own wife, as well as the policeman's wife and two children had not long out lived his victim. He had committed suicide two days after his children, the last to be buried, were laid in the ground. He now waited patiently in the graveyard just a mile away for his time in purgatory to be served. So close, yet so tantalisingly out of Domio's reach. "Well?" Domio prompted as she continued to stay silent. Shala shrugged. "You murdered his wife, and his children. Do you not think that is punishment enough for robbing you of the chance to make your final confession?" Domio spat at her feet. His green eyes took on the same maniacal glow they had in life, just before he began his killing spree. Shala stared at them now, almost frightened by the realisation she had grown used to that look. "I murdered my own wife too, do you not think that was enough punishment for me?" Domio demanded, kicking the tree root again with renewed force. He came as close as he dared to the darkened form and looked where he fancied her eyes would be. "She deserved to die, my wife. I told her that she could never leave me." Shala stood her ground defiantly, knowing she had nothing to fear from him yet fearing just the same. "Yet you are here, chained to the earth for eternity and she is beyond your reach." Domio took a step back and screamed, screamed in anger and frustration for he knew she told him the truth. When he looked down again there were tears in his eyes. "I loved her, I loved her well. It was all that bitch's fault!" He spat out bitterly. "A one-night fling and she had to make it into a romance Had to come into my house, tell my wife that I was in love with her." Domio laughed. "I wouldn't have even spat on her more than once. A pig's wife with two screaming brats." Domio turned to her again, his voice filled with pain. "I only wanted my wife to stay, When I tied her up, left her in that closet. I just wanted her to stay, I just killed anything that I thought might come between us, and when I came back, she was dead!" Domio looked to heaven for a moment. "Michelle I'm sorry I didn't mean for you to die like that, I only wanted you to stay." He looked again at Shala, his eyes unusually desperate. "If 'you see her, you will tell her for me. You will?" Shala nodded slowly, but Domio didn't seem to notice, pacing up and down in front of her as if ready to throw another of his benign tantrums. "I know the laws I am cursed by. I have one chance for revenge. You must tell me! When he passes, so I can prevent his ascension, so he can share my torment. You must aid me in this!" "I ask you again wraith. Do you not think you have punished him enough?" "Soul seeker, you feel acutely the torment of souls sentenced to linger bound to the earth, yet no longer a part of it. Sentenced to live for years watching their loved ones grow old and die and move on to another place where they can not go." He suddenly stopped his pacing, and tried again to look into her eyes. "Do you not feel pity for me, who has to stand it for eternity?" Domio appealed. Shala shook her head sadly. She felt his pain, but then she felt the pain of all souls in purgatory. That was her punishment. Domio lent back against his tree and slowly let himself slide down into a sitting position "No, I can not punish him enough." Copyright Jackie Bulner 1989
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Love Among the Damned
Jackie Bulner
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