There are forms
and forms
shadows on the wall
flame flickered
dancing
for the ones in chains
watching
the elemental
ancient
watching ones
passing between
casting shadows on
shadows
power on
power
Deceiving -
it is said
a god bound them
confined
constrained them
that man
weak flesh
his creation
might command them
with words
then was born hatred
incant
enchant
to speak
is to command
if
you know
the words.
the word is the sigil
of the idea
and in the idea
therein dwells
the power.
I am enchanted.
You are enchanted.
he/she/it is enchanted.
We are enchanted
Ya'll are enchanted
They are enchanted.
Bound by words.
To believe is to be bound.
To have faith is to be twice bound
To have religion is to be bound and gagged.
Re-ligatured.
No ligature marks on the body.
Then why didn't she run?
Not a mark on her.
You sure?
Me? Hell, I don't know nothin. We'll know better when we get the ME report, but I don't see any marks. You see any marks?
Nothing, not a scratch.
Look at her makeup.
Yeah. I see it.
Like she was cryin her eyes out.
Looks like it.
'Cept she doesn't have any eyes.
What the fuck? Sorry... Will you look at that. Well I'll be damned... Where the hell are they?
We've been over the lot, no sign of em. [a look] They're not in his pockets.
You checked?
First thing, after we noticed...
Think he might have...
Eaten them?
You said it, I didn't.
Doubt it. They might still turn up. But I expect we'd a found em if they were here. They're a lot bigger than you'd expect. This is some weird ass shit.
Bizarre.
Yeah, an that's not all, I mean, look, see how she's kneelin there? Shit, see? she looks like she's prayin. Bizarre ain't the half of it. This is some seriously weird ass shit. You ever see rigor set in like that? Why didn't she fall over... fall down when she died? You die, you go slack, you fall down. It's simple. I've never seen nothin like this. Yeah, this is some weird ass shit.
Miserere Nobis.
What?
Have mercy upon us, have mercy upon us, most merciful Father.
What the fuck is up with you?
Sorry, I used to be Catholic.
There ain't no ex catholics.
That's what they keep telling me.
[laughter]
So what's the story on the guy?
Well, he ain't dead. For starters.
Lucky him. And you don't think he took her eyes.
No blood on him anywhere I could find. Not a drop. Kinda hard to yank someone's eyes out without gettin a little blood on ya.
Any marks on him? Scratches, bite marks?
Nothin obvious. Looks like he burned his fingers some time recently. Right hand.
Looks like scorch marks, looks like... see there? soot?
Does kinda. Only time I've seen anything similar was a couple of accidental electrocutions.
High voltage?
Yeah. High voltage'll leave marks like that. But it didn't happen here. Look around. No wires. No juice.
Yeah. Right. [pause] How much you think that suit ran him?
That's a custom job, nice job. Pure virgin wool. I'm thinkin fifteen hundred, maybe two grand.
And here he is flat on his back in a dirty oily parking lot.
I got the number of a really good dry cleaner....
[laughter]
I've never seen nothin like this.
Me either.
How many years?
Five.
Fifteen.
Got me there.
No shit.
Think he did it?
Good question, we'll ask him if he wakes up.
If he wakes up? Why shouldn't he wake up? And anyway, his eyes are open.
Yeah, his eyes are open, but he's totally unresponsive.
He could be faking.
EMTs don't think so, they'll know better when they scan him at the hospital. Anyway, you get a good look at his face?
No.
Take a look.
Damn.
If I saw somethin that put a look like that on my face, I'd stay unconscious.
Yeah, he looks like death warmed over.
[laughter]
Yeah, but he's still breathin, an he's here with a dead girl, which I guess makes him our number one suspect at the moment.
Depends on what the ME finds.
Yeah, if she can figure out what the hell happened here.
Yeah.
Hey guys. Can we take him away now?
Yeah, where ya takin him?
Eastern General.
Yeah, load him up, you guys got my numbers, right?
Hey - I'm the one who keeps telling you we have to stop meeting like this.
Yeah. One'a these days I'm gonna have to ask you out.
Good luck with that! Anyway, you couldn't afford me. Not on your salary.
Hey. I'm up for promotion in a couple months.
Oh yeah? OK. We'll talk then.
[laughter]
CSI ought'a be here soon.
Yeah.
Gotta learn ta love waitin.
There are forms
and shadows
dancing on a wall
Knots can be untied
Chains broken
Ropes cut
Words -
the sounds given
to ideas
to thoughts
the sounds don't matter
mutable
but the meaning remains
immutable
the form is the idea
the word the shadow
the word can bind
for as long as the idea remains
held by a mind.
But the enchantment can die
with the enchanter
and that which was bound
be released.
and forms
shadows on the wall
flame flickered
dancing
for the ones in chains
watching
the elemental
ancient
watching ones
passing between
casting shadows on
shadows
power on
power
Deceiving -
it is said
a god bound them
confined
constrained them
that man
weak flesh
his creation
might command them
with words
then was born hatred
incant
enchant
to speak
is to command
if
you know
the words.
the word is the sigil
of the idea
and in the idea
therein dwells
the power.
I am enchanted.
You are enchanted.
he/she/it is enchanted.
We are enchanted
Ya'll are enchanted
They are enchanted.
Bound by words.
To believe is to be bound.
To have faith is to be twice bound
To have religion is to be bound and gagged.
Re-ligatured.
No ligature marks on the body.
Then why didn't she run?
Not a mark on her.
You sure?
Me? Hell, I don't know nothin. We'll know better when we get the ME report, but I don't see any marks. You see any marks?
Nothing, not a scratch.
Look at her makeup.
Yeah. I see it.
Like she was cryin her eyes out.
Looks like it.
'Cept she doesn't have any eyes.
What the fuck? Sorry... Will you look at that. Well I'll be damned... Where the hell are they?
We've been over the lot, no sign of em. [a look] They're not in his pockets.
You checked?
First thing, after we noticed...
Think he might have...
Eaten them?
You said it, I didn't.
Doubt it. They might still turn up. But I expect we'd a found em if they were here. They're a lot bigger than you'd expect. This is some weird ass shit.
Bizarre.
Yeah, an that's not all, I mean, look, see how she's kneelin there? Shit, see? she looks like she's prayin. Bizarre ain't the half of it. This is some seriously weird ass shit. You ever see rigor set in like that? Why didn't she fall over... fall down when she died? You die, you go slack, you fall down. It's simple. I've never seen nothin like this. Yeah, this is some weird ass shit.
Miserere Nobis.
What?
Have mercy upon us, have mercy upon us, most merciful Father.
What the fuck is up with you?
Sorry, I used to be Catholic.
There ain't no ex catholics.
That's what they keep telling me.
[laughter]
So what's the story on the guy?
Well, he ain't dead. For starters.
Lucky him. And you don't think he took her eyes.
No blood on him anywhere I could find. Not a drop. Kinda hard to yank someone's eyes out without gettin a little blood on ya.
Any marks on him? Scratches, bite marks?
Nothin obvious. Looks like he burned his fingers some time recently. Right hand.
Looks like scorch marks, looks like... see there? soot?
Does kinda. Only time I've seen anything similar was a couple of accidental electrocutions.
High voltage?
Yeah. High voltage'll leave marks like that. But it didn't happen here. Look around. No wires. No juice.
Yeah. Right. [pause] How much you think that suit ran him?
That's a custom job, nice job. Pure virgin wool. I'm thinkin fifteen hundred, maybe two grand.
And here he is flat on his back in a dirty oily parking lot.
I got the number of a really good dry cleaner....
[laughter]
I've never seen nothin like this.
Me either.
How many years?
Five.
Fifteen.
Got me there.
No shit.
Think he did it?
Good question, we'll ask him if he wakes up.
If he wakes up? Why shouldn't he wake up? And anyway, his eyes are open.
Yeah, his eyes are open, but he's totally unresponsive.
He could be faking.
EMTs don't think so, they'll know better when they scan him at the hospital. Anyway, you get a good look at his face?
No.
Take a look.
Damn.
If I saw somethin that put a look like that on my face, I'd stay unconscious.
Yeah, he looks like death warmed over.
[laughter]
Yeah, but he's still breathin, an he's here with a dead girl, which I guess makes him our number one suspect at the moment.
Depends on what the ME finds.
Yeah, if she can figure out what the hell happened here.
Yeah.
Hey guys. Can we take him away now?
Yeah, where ya takin him?
Eastern General.
Yeah, load him up, you guys got my numbers, right?
Hey - I'm the one who keeps telling you we have to stop meeting like this.
Yeah. One'a these days I'm gonna have to ask you out.
Good luck with that! Anyway, you couldn't afford me. Not on your salary.
Hey. I'm up for promotion in a couple months.
Oh yeah? OK. We'll talk then.
[laughter]
CSI ought'a be here soon.
Yeah.
Gotta learn ta love waitin.
There are forms
and shadows
dancing on a wall
Knots can be untied
Chains broken
Ropes cut
Words -
the sounds given
to ideas
to thoughts
the sounds don't matter
mutable
but the meaning remains
immutable
the form is the idea
the word the shadow
the word can bind
for as long as the idea remains
held by a mind.
But the enchantment can die
with the enchanter
and that which was bound
be released.
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