I’ve been throwing dog biscuits here and there when I’m out. Dog biscuits do not make zombies come running. Unlike dog whistles, which do.
Yesterday I was sure I’d heard barking, so I doubled back. Janine was not happy about this. I pretended that the com system wasn’t working. I could hear Sam going along with it. Gotta love Sam.
Anyway. I doubled back and there she was. A lovely… something of a dog. I’m not good with the breeds. But she was definitely a dog – and HUNGRY! I tried to get her to follow me for more biscuits, but she’s clearly become fearful of people. I guess a zombie and a living person don’t look all that different. And, let’s be honest, showers are hard to come by in the apocalypse, so I probably don’t smell much different either…
She started backing off and then looking at me and then backing off some more. I felt like I was in one of those episodes of Lassie, cause I was sure she was ‘trying to tell me something’… Then a zombie shuffled onto the path and she ran off. So did I.
I’m going to go back this week – whenever Janine isn’t hovering.
The Wolf has known Robot Boy’s Maker all of his life. They are old friends. Wolf told the Maker that he should stop playing games of chance. Unfortunately, the Maker did not listen until he lost Robot Boy to The Overseer.
The Wolf has been looking for Robot Boy ever since. He recently teamed up with a Strange Girl, who can also hear Robot Boy’s high-pitched sighing. They have been following the Van Man, and believe they know where Robot Boy is being held. They plan to rescue him and return him to the Maker, thus giving them the peace and quiet that they desire.
Above all things, the Wolf dislikes fleas – but high-pitched sounds are a close second.
The Van Man is extremely good at what he does. Extremely good and, since securing the contract with The Overseer, extremely rich. He transports her boxes all across the land. His success rests in hers.
She is the only box-maker left and he is the only Van Man that she trusts. They are old business acquaintances. Both of them are fond of the odd glass of ale, but Van Man is a professional and only has the one.
Recently he thinks that he has seen a Wolf tracking his van. He has put this down to lack of sleep and has tried to ignore it, except that he could have sworn a Strange Girl accompanied the Wolf once or twice.
The Van Man is thinking of retiring soon.
Zombies come running when you use a dog whistle.
That’s what happens.
Zombies. Not dogs. Zombies.
Strange Girl can hear high-pitched sounds as if she were a bat or a dog or a dolphin… she can hear Robot Boy sighing from miles away and it has been giving her a headache. She has decided to save Robot Boy, if only to give herself some peace.
Strange Girl often travels around with a Wolf as her companion. They became friends when seeking relief from the high-pitched sounds they could both hear. Between them they have come up with a plan to rescue Robot Boy and restore him to his Maker.
She is quite delightful, and her favourite mode of travel is skipping.
I love horror.
I find its existence both fascinating and, ultimately, necessary.
You don’t have to love horror to appreciate how amazing it is. I’m not writing this post to convince you to start reading or watching horror. But I hope that it may help you realise why horror is good for society.
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Hello one and all!
To mark a day of treating – here’s one from me…
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The Overseer owns the factory where Robot Boy makes his boxes every day all day, and again the next. The Overseer has become rich by producing high quality boxes at low, low prices. She won Robot Boy from his Maker in a game of chance. It was the best game she ever played. She stores all of her wealth (gold and jewels) in a spare warehouse and, every night after locking Robot Boy away, she counts her wealth.
Although her vast success and heaps of gold give her pleasure, she can’t help but feel unsatisfied. Every evening she toasts her success with the Van Man; he is the only other person she ever sees. She has not left the factory grounds since winning Robot Boy seven years ago.
Robot Boy has no memory of his life before making boxes. It is all he has ever known. And, as far as his memory extends, the only person with whom he has ever had contact is The Overseer.
Lately he has been wondering if there is more to life than boxes. He has reserved some memory for dreaming but must keep this hidden from The Overseer. He is locked away every evening where he sighs and dreams of the world outside of the factory.
Robot Boy has no recollection of his ‘Made-Day’, but he estimates himself to be around seven.
I did it.
Well… I made it to the kennel.
No dogs though. I didn’t expect to find any in the kennel. Just thought they might have hung around the area.
I did get some supplies though – dog whistle, food, a lead… that kind of thing.
I’m gonna start taking the whistle out with me. Maybe a dog will come running if I keep whistling. We’ll see.