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- ...presents... Inject Me
- by Obscure Images
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- >>> a cDc publication.......1990 <<<
- -cDc- CULT OF THE DEAD COW -cDc-
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- The man turned out of the worn-looking grey metal door into the alley.
- The garbage piled on the ground was swarming with vermin. The rats scurried
- around in the darker areas of the alley. The man looked around briefly and
- then walked down the alley onto the busy street. The street was the same as
- the rest in the city, everything was illuminated with a neon glow from the
- signs that were everywhere. The people walking around him were dressed in the
- new fashion. Harry would have none of that. Harry wore his ancient trenchcoat
- as if it were a king's robe. The rain beaded on his coat, keeping the water
- from Harry's skin. The package in Harry's inside pocket rustled a bit when he
- walked.
-
- Harry began the journey that would take him to his apartment, if you
- could call it that, on the other side of town. He walked with the southbound
- crowd of people, moving swiftly with the others along the sidewalk until he
- reached his subway station. Harry looked at his hand and shuddered. The skin
- appeared to have a few bubbles surfacing just under the skin. "Damn, it's
- starting already," he thought. He picked up his gait and started climbing down
- the slick stairs. "Damn that calypso music, and those fucking bats too," Harry
- muttered.
-
- At the bottom of the stairs he bought his ticket and found that the
- next train wouldn't be for another 30 minutes. He went to the news machine and
- punched for a copy of ToxiLife Magazine. He stuck his credit chip into the
- slot on the machine and it printed up the latest issue. Harry sat down on the
- bench closest to him and began to read. On the cover this month was Sherri
- Walthers, the media's newest sensation, staring out of the paper into Harry's
- eyes. The irises suddenly glimmered, then began to swirl with a neon blue and
- black pattern. Harry shook his head and the eyes were back to normal. He
- opened to the table of contents and decided to look at that article on the new
- chemical disaster, this one in Haiti. "Great pictures on this one," thought
- Harry as he looked at the corpses of a mother and child. The picture of the
- corpses began to move, Harry closed his eyes, and when he opened them he was
- staring into the horribly charred face of the mother from the picture. Her
- face was half-melted, and her eyes were rotting away - she opened her mouth and
- whispered, "Hello Harry, come join us, come join us...." Harry screamed, a
- passer-by stopped and asked if he was ok.
-
- "Yes, I'm ok now, thank you," said Harry. He threw the magazine away
- and stood waiting for the train.
-
- "Fucking lizard monkeys, always plaguing me. Harassing my doggie, who
- only complains about it to me. Fuckers. I hate them all."
-
- The old train rolled into the station. Harry climbed into it and sat
- down near the door. Next to him was a drooling old woman who looked at him
- with a curiously vacant look. Harry shrugged his shoulders and looked away
- from her, focusing on the beautiful woman sitting across from him.
-
- "Hello my dear penguin, have you anything for the bears?" asked Harry.
-
- "Why certainly, my dear hippopotamus. Do you like to frolic with the
- cod?" she said.
-
- "Most of the time I just have to look at the pictures of the
- politicians, if I can walk that far you know."
-
- "You are an interesting man, for a bread salesman that is. Would you
- like to go to my cave and have some iced tuna?"
-
- "I must be going to my own apartment, perhaps I could bring you with.
- That is only if you hit my doggie on the way in."
-
- "Sure, I can and will. Would you jump on my puppy?" she said,
- extracting a cat from her blue vinyl bag.
-
- Harry reached out and gave the cat a pat on the head. The head rose up
- and became a knife that threatened to spear his hand at the next pat. His hand
- kept going only to pat the head of the cat again. "Oh christ, I better get
- home quick," he thought and continued to talk to the girl with the blue bag.
-
- The train stopped, leaving Harry and the girl with the cat behind in
- the gloom as it began its trek to other parts of the city. The girl followed
- Harry through the streets towards his apartment. The cat curled up in the blue
- bag and fell asleep.
-
- Harry was not paying attention to the girl. He looked at his watch,
- stepping a bit faster as he saw it melt down his arm into a splatter on the
- ground. The girl pulled on Harry's sleeve to get his attention and said, "Oh
- look! A fish sauna! Can we stop there Harry?" pointing to a curved building
- with a red neon goldfish floating in a smokey mist.
-
- "Have to get home, I'm running out of time," said Harry.
-
- "Time for what?" Harry ignored her again.
-
- They passed a 24 hour weapons shop when Harry began mumbling, "My
- fingers are long, I keep tripping on them." The girl scratched her head,
- unable to see Harry's fingers grow long enough to trip over. If there was
- anything that was worth seeing it would be 3 foot long fingers, she thought
- lustily.
-
- The wind started to pick up and before too long it was sending a
- biting chill through Harry and the girl. He couldn't think of anything other
- then getting home. Wind and cold were meaningless. Very little time. Harry
- started to experience system malfunctions at an increasing rate. There would
- be no way to get home. Stopping suddenly he took the package out of his pocket
- and ripped off the wrapper. The two vials and a syringe that were in the
- package were all that was important. It had to be the right dose; if he were
- at home the computer would calculate how much was needed. Too little and his
- skin would shred itself, but too much would kill him just as badly.
-
- Harry guessed at the amount of drug to pull into the syringe and then
- bared his arm to the needle. "Here goes nothing," he said while plunging the
- needle into his vein. Unfortunately, there wasn't enough in the syringe to
- halt the disease and Harry managed to mutter a "shit" before his skin shredded
- itself off. The girl watched the scene with horror and ran away, but not
- before emptying his pockets and taking his valuables.
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