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Eventually the big man said, “Well, for sure I’m not sitting here beside a ghost.”“When you choose an institution for me,” Ethan said, “I’d prefer one with a good arts-and-crafts program.”“Other than having your blood tested for drugs, you my nails.”Hazard had absorbed this bizarre revelation with quiet trust and remarkable equanimity.Nevertheless, Ethan had no intention of telling him about being run down by the PT Cruiser and the truck. Or about dying in the ambulance.If you reported having seen a ghost, you were a regular guy who’d had an uncanny experience. If you reported seeing another ghost at another place and time, you were at best an eccentric whose every cooked up any theories about this?”“You mean, besides I’m in the Twilight Zone? Or I really did die from that gut shot, and this is Hell?”[238] Hazard took the point. “Aren’t a whole lot of theories come to mind, are there?”“Not the kind you can explore with what the suits at the police academy call ‘conventional investigative techniques.’ ”“You don’t seem nuts to me,” Hazard said.“I don’t seem nuts to me, either. But then the nut is always the last to know.”“Besides, you were right about the pistol in the potato chips. So it was at least like ... a psychic experience.”“Clairvoyance, yeah. Except that doesn’t explain the blood under
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