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Deeper into Darkness

11/14/2017

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Angry Zombie
"Where to start, yes, where indeed to start my investigation into these creatures," I thought—cooly?—as I stood wavering outside the door which I had shut thirty or so undead creatures behind. I stroked my chin thoughtfully, attempting to conjure up one of those majestic characters I had read about. Instead I probably just looked a fool. An obvious imposter. Yes, that was what I, a—no... focus. Focus.

I didn't particularly like having them around, but then again, one had to make sacrifices for the sake of scientific inquiry and discovery. So...?

Oh... yes... I must start my discoveration (my word, don't judge), so I may be rid of their blighted presence, it stains my sanctuary. The library ma—hadn't I named him...? Darvey.
 
What about Darvey?

He is a pile of ash and bones.

Is that even possible in an open fire? It doesn't burn hot enough.

Remember the car. The car. I herded him into it and it served as an oven of sorts. Plus, the sudden explosion helped add heat——wait. Why did I bring him up? My sanctuary, fool. And? From whom? Oh... he fired at me. He tried to kill me yet again (I don't understand how that works, really). He displayed only hostility. And of those creatures? They barely register my presence.

Sanctuary from the truth?

Hah! Supreme scoff.

Snap?

What? What am I to believe? What I am to do in this world? I thought I had moved on from this... have I had this conversation? I've asked that same question already...

They're defenseless, you know that? Only threats in the eyes of the living.

And rightfully so. Darvey was a clear example of what these creature do. But even still, Darvey was a fool, driven by fear, and fear is often blind.

You fear being associated too closely to them?

No, I fear being alone. Not true... I fear...

You know you could.

And be what?  A king  of corpses, their savior? For what? I haven't seen any other living other than  Darvey and that boy. And isn't as though they are an endangered species. Living humanity is. Let it die, I know, I shouldn't care, but I do. I'm not one of these creatures. I'M NOT!

I threw open the door with as much violence as I could muster and grabbed the nearest undead. Pulling and pushing it through the library and up the stairs to the third floor, (infuriating that it  had no difficulty with stairs) I made my way to  the shattered cloister window. I positioned it neatly at the precipice. Even at the moment of its second death, still it emotes nothing. A deranged husk.

You know this is wrong.

Is it? Here, I'll Christen it before its journey. How about Thomas?

It was a woman.

Does it matter? God speed, Thomas.

I shoved it over and out. Down it fell. SHLMALGHK! Or something. Was that it? Rather uneventful. I'm not a murderer. It was already dead. Now I try to justify myself?

Moments passed moments passed moments.

Seriously...? It got back up.

....

Why did you burn Darvey?
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