Miami
Miami occupies a peculiar dual role in Pet Sematary: it is both a fantasy of escape and a real location in a grotesque story about the mishandling of a corpse. For Louis Creed, Miami represents the impossible dream of a clean break from the accumulating horrors of Ludlow. On the day the family moves into their new home, exhausted and overwhelmed, Louis fantasizes about driving south to Orlando to work as a medic at Disney World, but his imagined route passes through Miami: "He would drive south, all the way to Orlando, Florida, where he would get a job at Disney World as a medic, under a new name. But before he hit the turnpike—big old 95 southbound—he would stop by the side of the road and put the fucking cat out too." This fantasy of flight, with Miami as a waypoint, recurs later in the novel when, after Gage's death, Louis again pictures himself and his resurrected son fleeing to Florida, a place where they might start over, anonymous and free from the past. The city thus becomes a symbol of the impossible hope that one can outrun death and consequence.
Miami in the Pathology Clerk's Anecdote
The only concrete mention of Miami in the novel comes not from Louis's fantasies but from a macabre, darkly comic story told by a pathology clerk at the Eastern Maine Medical Center. While Louis is trying to confirm that Victor Pascow's body has been properly sent back to New Jersey, the clerk launches into a gruesome tale about a corpse that was mishandled by an airline. The body of a man who died on a fishing trip in Aroostook County was shipped home, but "there was a screw-up. They shipped him first to Miami, then to Des Moines, then to Fargo, North Dakota." By the time the body reached its correct destination, the embalming fluid had failed, and the corpse had decomposed so badly that "six baggage handlers got sick." This anecdote, with its casual horror and bureaucratic incompetence, serves as a dark counterpoint to Louis's own desperate plans. It underscores the novel's theme that death is a messy, unmanageable reality that resists all attempts at order, control, or even simple logistics. Miami, in this context, is not a paradise but a stop on a grotesque, accidental tour of the nation's cargo holds, a place where a dead man's journey goes horribly wrong.