Bells

I can hear bells.

What bells can there be? Do you think the Faith Zone has bells?

I can hear bells, ringing. I can hear them.

Who’s ringing bells? Who could there be? And besides, where are the bells? Do you think there are any bells on this campus?

St Mary’s is close.

Not that close.

That church on the west road. Do you think they ring bells? You don’t have bell ringing anymore.

But I can hear bells. In the sky maybe.

Who could be ringing bells in the sky?

Must be a miracle.

A miracle that only you can hear.

Wait … I can hear them. I can hear them, too.

I can hear bells. I can hear them.

Only a holy fool can hear them. Not a philosophical idiot.

I can hear bells. It means this world is not complete. It’s a promise.

Like a rainbow?

It’s a covenant.

To say what: that the apocalypse is going to come at last? That there’s going to be an end? That Jesus will return, riding a horse?

This world is going to end, I know it.

Is that what the bells mean: apocalypse?

I can hear bells. Can you hear them, Fiver?

Fiver, shaking his head.

I can hear beyond the endless end. I can.

Maybe … maybe I can hear them too.

You’re just being agreeable. It’s a terrible trait, agreeableness. You want it to be true.

Of course I want it to be true.

I can hear bells. I can.