“What's his
batting
average?”
Batman*
#quote
Today we
celebrated my bro's birthday, I got him a Darth Vader Pez Dispenser
that plays Star Wars music when you open it along with a custom
printed t-shirt(y-know those shirts you can ask for them to print an
image and text on it) where it says “I'm not that kind of Doctor”
and it has a picture of a witchdoctor. He's a scientist with a
doctorate in Material Engineering so yeah that's the joke there.
Anyway onto the flash fiction!
Necromancer's
Cat
My name is
Daroni and I am a great necromancer, master of life and death. And I
hear about this scientist who talks about a cat that is both dead and
alive. Naturally being interesting in zombies and like I visit the
man in the summer of 1936, a little while after he started talking
about the idea. I didn't want to miss it after all.
I talked to the
man and my expectations were dashed. I expected someone far more vile
and wicked. A scientist who dabbled in the dark arts of some sort or
the other. Whether using magic along with his science or going
straight like my old friend Frankenstein, (The author never did add
“based on a true story” to the book) he should have been a
different scientist than what I saw.
And his cat
that was neither alive nor dead...a disappointment. It didn't even
exist. I wanted a new kind of zombie. Zombies are normally dead
turned into reanimated life. Not both dead and alive a kind of
existence which could have granted immense powers.
No
the cat this scientist gave me, this worthless Dr. Schrödinger,
simply was an idea. Some sort of discussion point for quantum physics
talking about radioactive particles. A waste of a good necromancer's
time.
Though
now I can't stop thinking about it. Whether the cat is dead or alive.
Stupid science.
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