Going closer, he watched them hack the tusks from a motionless elephant on the ground and haul them away, spattered with blood.
He felt himself overwhelmed with a new perception of the color he knew as red.
Then the men were gone, speeding toward the horizon in a vehicle that spit pebbles from its whirling tires.
One hit his forehead and stung him there. But the memory continued, though Jonas ached now for it to end.
Now he saw another elephant emerge from the place where it had stood hidden in the trees.
Very slowly it walked to the mutilated body and looked down.
With its sinuous trunk it stroked the huge corpse; then it reached up,
broke some leafy branches with a snap, and draped them over the mass of torn thick flesh.
Finally it tilted its massive head, raised its trunk, and roared into the empty landscape.
Jonas had never heard such a sound. It was a sound of rage and grief and it seemed never to end.
He could still hear it when he opened his eyes and lay anguished on the bed where he received the memories.
It continued to roar into his consciousness as he pedaled slowly home.
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