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Tuesday, January 5

Week 1: Ignorance is Bliss

Now Cletus’s death, aside from its ridiculous nature, was still relatively unremarkable. What was truly remarkable was the follow-up story which came two days later and stated that Cletus had come back to life. Not only had Cletus come back to life, but he bit the town coroner.

At the time this was seen as a joke. People chalked it up as some kind of misdiagnoses of death on the part a possibly inbred backwoods town doctor. Again, the only reason this made national headlines was because Cletus’s nomination to the Darwin Awardswas retracted.

Unfortunately my wife and I were unaware of the shit storm that was about to hit. At the end of the week our son was due to go on a band trip to south Florida. Like ignorant parents we helped our son pack his bags and sent him on his way. With a smile and a pat on the back we waved goodbye to him and watched the bus roll off. Our son, Matthew Taylor, was only thirteen years old.

4 comments:

Zook said...

I'm intrigued. Will definitely endeavor to keep up.

Arcade Fiction said...

Thanks a lot. Once I get a lot of followers I plan on getting some reader interaction going regarding where the storyline goes and such. Hopefully it will keep everyone interested ;)

Zook said...

That does sound intriguing.

I used to live in an apartment that I always thought would be the perfect hold up for the zombie apocalypse. Everytime I think about fighting the undead I imagine myself back there. If it ever happens, I just may make my way back there. ;-)

Keep us rollin' brother.

Arcade Fiction said...

Sounds good. Thanks for the comments.

Don't let anyone know where your old apartment is or they'll be trying to yank out from under you come the zombie apocalypse.