Strange radium sparks in the tv air above their house; silhouette of a bell against the night sky. The bell is made from the abandoned nozzle of a missile lost in an unreported crash on their property. No explosion, but it crushed a hive. They didn't call the police, and made healthy use of all the broken parts... bells and spoons and other household items all fabricated from the rubble.     That night, as I watched television, it occurred to me that the soul of a person could fragment and decay, like one of Hive-Maker's ghosts.