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The Lighthouse Keeper
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I text my friend Jake: 'the lighthouse light is on.' / He: 'no it's not, it's been dark forever.' / 'I'm literally looking at it right now.' / He calls. 'Don't go there, Mara.'
I stay on the dock watching. The light flashes. Flashes again. Then—it stops. Everything dark for 30 seconds. Then it starts again. Slower this time. Like... Morse code.
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The Morse code spells out: S-T-A-Y. Then again: S-T-A-Y. And I'm standing on the dock at midnight realizing something is actively using that light to *communicate*. And it's telling me not to leave.
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Tomas Eklund
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