It had taken six of the Valium pills John kept hidden at the back of the medicine cabinet, but Alexander Kellis was finally ready. He checked the knot on his rope one more time. It was good; it would hold. Maybe it wasn't elegant, but he didn't deserve elegant, did he? He destroyed the world. Children would curse his name for generations, assuming there were any generations yet to come. John was gone, forever. It was over.
"I'll see you soon, sweetheart," he whispered, and stepped off the edge of his desk. No one would find his body for weeks. If he reanimated, he starved without harming anyone. Alexander Kellis never harmed anyone.
Not on purpose.
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Please return to your homes. Please remain calm. This is not a drill. If you have been infected, please contact authorities immediately. If you have not been infected, please remain calm. This is not a drill. Please return to your homes...
When will you Rise?
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May 27 2011, 11:56:11 UTC 6 years ago
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I've got to know Dr Kellis through these pieces and it hurts to see him so heartbroken, all his dreams shattered and worse.
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May 27 2011, 12:07:32 UTC 6 years ago
Still 18 days until Deadline comes out here in Australia, but these pieces may break me long before the book actually gets here.
May 27 2011, 13:06:28 UTC 6 years ago
I didn't expect him to survive, but I didn't expect this.
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May 27 2011, 14:03:31 UTC 6 years ago
On a related note, things I wonder about this world when I read these stories and the book(s):
What happened in Africa, China, India, and especially in tightly packed Japan?
If this affects mammals over 40 lbs, does this mean the ocean is now even more dangerous with zombie dolphins?
Speaking of Africa and Asia, Zombie elephants... OFMG.
Corporate animal farms... ZOMFG
This would be a great setting for All Flesh Must Be Eaten.
May 27 2011, 14:07:16 UTC 6 years ago
Zombie elephants. And hippos. And rhinos.
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May 27 2011, 14:10:45 UTC 6 years ago
Poor man.
This one is so hard. I want to step in and say "no, man, you can begin the work on a cure!" I want to ...to... remind him Brandon and his Mayday Morons caused the Rising, and that if bloggers spread that word, maybe his name wouldn't be cursed.
Why do you keep making me want to step in your book and rescue your characters?
Because you Kill Your Darlings.
And the hallmark of an awesome writer is making your readers love your darlings enough to grieve when you kill them.
*sniffle*
'Bye Alexander. Sleep well, and dream of the better world you tried to make.
Thanks again, Mira/Seanan.
May 27 2011, 14:27:07 UTC 6 years ago
Sleep well, Dr. K. Thank you for doing what you did, and for not doing what you could prevent.
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May 27 2011, 14:59:21 UTC 6 years ago
"Curse you, devil woman! Curse you to Hades! You made me love you!"
(Stolen from Monty)
From me: I hate you! (I love you!) Thank you!
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I'm loving this!
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May 27 2011, 15:51:22 UTC 6 years ago
I've grown to appreciate these people you've written about - the foolish, the egotistical, the thoughtful, the visionary.
And it hurts just a little more each day when I see what the Rising does to them (well, not Brandon exactly, and I'm waiting patiently to see Stalnaker get what's coming to him).
And then, today.
OW.
May 27 2011, 16:13:11 UTC 6 years ago
If there is an afterlife, I hope he finds John waiting for him there.
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I mean, again, I'm willing to forgive a man who's lost everything, especially a fictional one, but it's a pity he didn't go down fighting to make a cure.
I see it not, I think, as cowardice so much as breaking strain, if you're familiar with Kipling's "Hymn to Breaking Strain". Sometimes, there's just too much hitting a person all at once, though, and they just can't get up again. That's what happened here.
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