Soul Music - Fade

'Send us back!'

You never left.

She blinked. They were still on the road. The air flickered and crackled, and was full of wet snow. She looked around into Buddy's horrified face.

'We've got to get away-'

He held up a hand. It was transparent. Cliff had almost vanished. Glod was trying to grip the handle of the money bag, but his fingers were slipping through it. His face was full of the terror of death or, possibly, of poverty.

Susan shouted: 'He threw you away! That's not fair!'

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Soul Music - p246