— We were supposed to draw a picture. Anything we wanted... I drew a man. He got hurt in the neck by another man with a screwdriver.
— You saw that on T. V., Cole?
— Everybody got upset. They had a meeting. Momma started crying. I don't draw like that anymore.
— How do you draw now?
— I draw people with smiles, dogs running, and rainbows. They don't have meetings about rainbows.
— Can anyone guess what this building was used for a hundred years ago, before you went here, before I went to this school even? Yes, Cole?
— They used to hang people here.
— That's not correct. Where'd you hear that?
— They'd pull the people in crying and kissing their families bye... People watching would spit at them.
— Cole, this was a legal courthouse. Laws were passed here. Some of the first laws of this country. This building was full of lawyers. Lawmakers.
— They were the ones who hanged everybody.
— Once upon a time there was a prince, who was being driven around... He drove around for a long, long time... Driving and driving... It was a long trip... He fell asleep... When he woke up, they were still driving... The long drive went on--
— Dr. Crowe. You haven't told bedtime stories before?
— No.
— You have to add some twists and stuff. Maybe they run out of gas.
— I want to tell you my secret now.
— Okay.
— ... I see people. Some of them scare me.
— In your dreams? When you're awake? Dead people, like in graves and coffins?
— No, walking around, like regular people... They can't see each other. Some of them don't know they're dead.
— They don't know they're dead?
— Beat.