By David Morrell
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Pensive, he walked around it, examining every detail. A bottom corner had been splintered - not surprising, given the rough way the crew had brought it aboard. But fortunately no bullets had pierced the wooden planks. He leaned against a damp bulkhead and stared in puzzlement at the crate. What's in it? he wondered. Twenty minutes later, while he continued to stare at the crate, a crew member brought a radio message. Carlos aimed his flashlight at the sheet of paper. Escape from the mountains accomplished.
Periodically Carlos opened the crate and the coffin to remind himself of the reason for his sacrifice, of his need for constant vigilance. His vision of the blessed mystery became increasingly profound. Her Majesty seemed ever more lifelike, beatific, radiant. The illusion was overwhelming-she wasn't dead but merely sleeping. He couldn't remember the last time he'd bathed. His hair and beard were shaggy. His garments were wrinkled and filthy. As he slumped in a musty chair, unable to fight exhaustion, his chin on his chest, his gunhand drooping, he vaguely recalled a time when his dreams had been restful.
Tall, trim, and statuesque, with graceful contours and stunning features, she embodied perfection. Her blonde hair - rare among her people - emphasized her uniqueness, her locks so golden, so radiant they seemed a halo. The cancer that ravaged her uterus had been both a real and symbolic abomination. How could someone so giving, so emotionally fertile, have been brought down by a disease that attacked her female essence? God had turned His back on His special creation. The world would not see her likes again.