One-half of Deux Lectrices, writing about the things I read.
Luke hurried up beside the Horror. “Hey, has anyone ever died here in this park?” Luke asked.
The Horror kept walking. The black balloons bobbed above his head. “Only once,” he told Luke.
“One person died here?” Luke asked.
The Horror shook his big green head. “No. Not what I meant.”
“What did you mean?” Luke demanded.
“A person can only die once here,” the Horror said. “No one has ever died twice.”
What the actual balls is this exchange?