"Aum Rama... Aum Kushna... Aummmm... Aum Rama... Aum Kushna... Aummmm "

.....Nothing...

"Aum Rama... Aum Kushna... Aummm... Aum Rama... Aum Kushna... Aummmm "

Dead Man sat in the very centre of the park cross legged in the lotus position.

"Aum Rama... Aum Kushna.... Aummm... Aum Rama.... Aum Kushna.... Aummm "

He floated there above the paved circle that joined all the paths in the park together. Surrounding him were statues of the seven Justice League Heroes. Each one of them guarded one of the seven paths that led off from the paved circle.

His eyes were closed and he was meditating, concentrating on summoning the goddess Rama Kushna. He had tried to commune with her almost everyday since he discovered that he could no longer posses people, but it seemed that their connection to each other was broken. He broke off from his meditation and wafted out of the park and through the town, thinking.

"What's the point of going to see Alexander the Great anyway. he thought. How can he help?

I can't trust that whack job Jim Craddick either, for all I know he's behind this whole mess. Mmph I might go check out the mess hall, see who's eatin'. Like I don't know."

Boston had taken a liking to watching a certain Old man and his granddaughter as they ate in the mess hall. He liked the good wholesome innocence that they represented. He had begun to read their eyes as they looked at each other, unable to speak. He could see love and comfort in their faces because they were together. When something unusual would happen such as a bird flying into the mess hall, they would look at each other and Boston could see the laughter in their eyes. It just made him feel good. He would have liked to posses them and experience the love of a grandparent and grandchild.

"What?" Boston thought "Where is the old bastard? He should be here. The girl is here eating. He's probably takin a crap."

As Dead Man drifted closer to the girl he became conscious of the tears in her eyes and a look of despair. He had to get away.

"I don't need this" he said and he hovered away through the kitchen of the mess hall, past the same chef who cooks up the same slop every day, Boston always thought it was funny seeing a chef look disgusted at his own food, and not just disgusted but positively nauseous.

"Hey! Hey you!" a voice yelled at Boston.

Boston turned to see where the voice had come from and right there by the service counter was the old man that he had been watching for weeks. It was good to see him, a welcome relief from the heartache he had left behind in the mess hall.

"Hey Buddy!" Boston laughed happily. "It's great to see you."

"They are eating me." Said the old man in zombie like shock.

"Huh?"

"Chloe is eating me." The old man growled in distress. He then took off past Dead Man and through the kitchen wall. Boston perused him. He found himself in the cool room where the old man stood looking down at his clothes that were still left on the floor.

"I got that coat in the army." the old guy said. "My wife fixed it so it looked new."

"They're eating you!?" Boston exclaimed.

"I had terrible pain in my arm and chest. I thought they were taking me for medical attention but they took me here and slit my throat. We've all been eating dead people! My granddaughter is eating me right now!"

Boston scanned the room and spied a box marked "Donut mix". "What I wouldn't give for a donut." he thought. He knew he should be sickened by the bits of the old man's skin and hair that were in that pile of clothes on the floor but all he could think of was eating a warm delicious donut.

"Well this aint good. C'mon we gotta get outa here."

"But...but Chloe...what about Chloe?"

"She'll be back here same time tomorrow Bud, eatin the same food in the same place. There's nothing we can do. C'mon, we need a change of scenery." Together they drifted through the cool room wall and headed down the alley behind the kitchen.

"Im Boston by the way."

"Albert."

"Pleased to meet you Albert..... Remember eating donuts?......"

Well that's frickin' odd. Curious to see how you connect this up with part one when you continue it. ;)

Thanks Bro 🤣 :D

This is very well written. Not a Deadman fan, but you've gotten my attention.

@guardiandevil83:

Thankyou

I really appreciate and need the encouragement.