It was as if a storm had blown into the shadowy darkness of the cellar. The wind howled, jars of canned goods rattled on the shelves, the old ceiling joists creaked and groaned, and dust swirled up from the floor, making the air so thick that Jill could scarcely breathe. She heard a thud that sounded like a body being thrown against a wall; a bone-chilling wail arose from the ghost of Levi, and then all went silent.
A soft glowing light formed around the ghost of Hezekiah, and Jill saw him bend over and gently lift Levi's limp form from the cellar floor. "I'm leaving now, and I'm taking you along with me to the other side," Hezekiah said, sounding weary, "maybe we will both find God's mercy there."
Jill watched as he began moving slowly up the stairs bearing Levi; then both faded and disappeared, and she broke down and cried.
(To be continued)
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