Later the room was cleared out. Some people went back home, others stayed in other rooms on the shi[p. They prepared the bodies for all those lost and had a funeral Vade tried to track down that evil, evil man, but he had vanished. "He thinks he is bad, but I am worse. And I will desttoy him."
Luke walked into the room and saw the tables and chairs knocked over and the blood and guts and dead bodies. He remembered Han and Lando and Raj Raj and the good gamgster and alll the others who bravely gave their lives when the door was locked. How could he deal with this? what could he say?
He imagined them lauing andsmiling around the table and Hand joking around with him. But all he could do whas imagine. He sang.
"There's a grief that can't be spoken.
There's a pain goes on and on.
Empty chairs at empty tables
Now my friends are dead and gone.
Here they talked of revolution.
Here it was they lit the flame.
Here they sang about tomorrow
And tomorrow never came.
From the table in the corner
They could see a world reborn
And they rose with voices ringing
And I can hear them now!
The very words that they had sung
Became their last communion
On this lonely barricade at dawn.
Oh my friends, my friends forgive me
That I live and you are gone.
There's a grief that can't be spoken.
There's a pain goes on and on.
Phantom faces at the windows.
Phantom shadows on the floor.
Empty chairs at empty tables
Where my friends will meet no more.
Oh my friends, my friends, don't ask me
What your sacrifice was for
Empty chairs at empty tables
Where my friends will sing no mor"
Luke cried.