Part Three: THE DESERTED VILLAGE

I heard a voice crying from the deep:


Come join me baby, in my endless sleep.


-Old rock ‘n’ roll song

And travelers now within that valley


Through the red-litten windows see


Vast forms that move fantastically


To a discordant melody;


While, like a rapid ghastly river,


Through the pale door,


A hideous throng rush out forever


And laugh-but smile no more.


-Edgar Allen Poe


The Haunted Palace


Tell you now that the whole town is empty.


-Bob Dylan

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