“What was what?” Butch responded.
Jesse sat down next to Butch so no one else could hear. “I wasn’t talking to you. It’s something I heard.”
Butch looked at him like he was joking.
“No, really, I just heard a voice say ‘welcome to my world.’”
“Are you eating shrooms again?”
Jesse shook his head “no” as he put his hands over his ears. He looked up at the ceiling and then back at Butch. “This voice came from someplace outside my head, but it’s not something I’m hearing with my ears. And I think I know who it is. Or what it is.”
“What is it?” Butch played along.
“It’s the Voodoo cow skull. The one you met the night the lights went out at Fritzel’s.”
“I wouldn’t say I met anybody,” Butch said. “I saw a cow skull. A dead cow’s skull. And may I emphasize the word ‘dead’?”
“I’m telling y
