Just listen. This is the part you’ve been waitin’ for.
“What future? A future where dead people can come back and do what? What the hell do you think you’re doing for us?”
That was a question designed to get me a lengthy answer, and not for nothin’. Remember what I said before? Get them talkin’ and keep them talkin’, and he now has a chance to talk about himself, and never forget that everyone’s their own favorite subject. As long as he’s tellin’ me about his grand plans for humanity, or whatever’ll be left of it, the longer I have to maybe think of a way out of this. I seriously doubted that I could keep him yappin’ until the feds showed, but maybe I could come up with somethin’. That’s what I was thinkin’.
“Haven’t you ever lost anyone, Duke? Haven’t you ever wanted them back at any cost? Too many people die before their time, and those they leave behind never get past the pain of the loss. I can heal that pain. Disease, wounds…anything…I can conquer it…I can give every man, woman, and child the chance to cheat death. I saw terrible things in the morgue. I saw grieving mothers and brothers, sisters and children, who lost their loved ones in terrible, unspeakable ways. I can give people back those they lost. What greater gift is there?”
“For a guy who wants to give people their loved ones back, you’re sure willing to kill a lot of those folks to do it. Think you’re something of a hypocrite, Doc.”
“What good ever came without sacrifrice? A thousand die to save a million? People have always lived by that belief…that a few die for the benefit of many, but what good ever comes from what they do? Millions died in the war, and what did they say to us? That they died to end war forever? They tell you that? They told me that! And what’s happening out there? The world is heading right towards another war Duke, and this one will make our war look like nothing! This is what our future is now, and I am the only one who can stop it! I might kill a few thousand, but imagine the millions we can save if we stop this insanity and get people to actually work together rather than massacre their brothers! And why do they do it? Religion? Flags? Ethnic hatred? Money? Land? Power? We get better and better at killing ourselves, and sooner or later, we’re going to unleash something that we can’t stop, that we can’t control, and if that happens, you’ll see the deaths of millions and wish you hadn’t tried to stop me! What are thousands against the millions who will die? And once we all pull together to stop what I have released, then we as a species will finally be worth the gift I can give! This is what we have to do, Duke! This is our only chance!”
“No it ain’t, Doc! Maybe another war is coming, and maybe it’ll be worse this time, but this ain’t how you stop it! You really think people will work together to stop whatever you’re gonna do? This won’t stop people from doin’ what they do! You’ll just kill, that’s it! You’ll betray everything you’ve spent your life doing!”
“They’ll work together when they see what I can give them, Duke.”
“Their dead grannies back? Dead is dead Doc, bringin’ people back…that’s…that’s sick! That’s against every rule I ever heard! You think people wanna see their loved ones come back while rotting like a slab of green meat? This is insane, Doc! You gotta put an end to this now!”
“Enough of this nonsense, Duke. I know perfectly well that you’re keeping me talking to give yourself time to think your way out of this, but you had best understand that you are not stopping what’s coming. Come with me. You might find this interesting. But first, I know you’re still armed. Lay your pistol on the ground and walk towards me.”
That Luger still had a bead on me as I took my six gun and laid it down. He had me, and there weren’t nothin’ I could do about that.
He led me to the center of the warehouse, past all those strange lookin’ machines, what looked like fancy, spaceman cylinders or somethin’. There must have been hundreds of them, all glowing that nasty green. I didn’t quite know what was in them, but I had me an idea.
He stopped at some kind of podium, like what the president stands behind when he’s making a speech, or what preachers use to lay their bible on while they make you feel guilty. But this one had all kinds of switches and knobs, and I suddenly got even more afraid than I already was. Whatever was about to happen, there weren’t nothing I could do about it as long as that Luger had me by the face.
“Take a look at the future, Duke.”
Rutledge pushed some button and some kind of cover slid off those cylinders with a buzzin’ sound, and I finally saw what he was planning on unleashing on us.
Each cylinder held a body, a dead one, some fresh, some rotted, floating in some kind of greenish ooze. Rutledge weren’t too particular about what he used, either. I saw old folks and little kids, Joes and dames, white folk and negroes…and he had hundreds…hundreds of these things. Every one of their brains was exposed, like their scalps was unscrewed like a whiskey bottle. Their brains all had somethin’, like…I don’t know, stuck to it with wires, somethin’ the size of a pack of Lucky Strikes. I felt my whole body go cold, my lips began to quiver, and I finally fell down and puked all over the place. What else was there to do?
I admit it. I was scared out of my mind.
“Duke, I’m going to give you a greater gift than anyone else on earth is going to receive. I’m going to let you bear witness to the new age. You’ll see soon enough that I am right, and that these, my creations, will finally be our deliverance. Our future is secure once I unleash these on the world. Don’t worry. They won’t harm you if I don’t tell them to.”
That damned Luger was still aimed at me while he flipped some switch, and the clear glass of those cylinders slid down, gushing that nasty ooze all over the floor, getting’ all over my expensive Florsheims. I saw those things on their brains start to glow blue, and their eyes open.
I ain’t kidding. Their eyes opened. They was dead, but their eyes opened.
Then, Doc Rutledge said something into a thing comin’ off of that console, lookin’ like a horn, the kind old deaf people use to hear better.
He said, “Assemble.”
And they all stepped out onto the ground.
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