I’d finally paused to consider the alternative. What if I’d been alone? I was thinking about that while I got up and made yet another pot of coffee. Watching it brew, I found myself hearing Ashley Holland’s voice. Now, now you must rise The lyrics had been looping through my brain for hours now, but as day brightened around the camp, the idea of rising lingered. There had been two commands, I thought: the instruction of the song and the instruction of Ashley’s voice. They had seemed in sync at the time, but were they? What would have happened if I had listened only to the song? Now, now you
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