Undead

If the dead can’t rest, it’s because we won’t let them. We storm, we harry, we decry, we implore. We make them star in our horror shows for that surge of adrenalin that lets us know we’re alive — as if they our dear departed were the ones out for blood.

Dave Bonta

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If the dead rest,
it’s we won’t let them.
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