{"id":4597,"date":"2010-09-05T21:51:52","date_gmt":"2010-09-06T01:51:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/?p=4597"},"modified":"2010-09-05T21:51:52","modified_gmt":"2010-09-06T01:51:52","slug":"such-was-sunday","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/?p=4597","title":{"rendered":"Such was Sunday"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Another uneventful day here, for the most part, though I did join my regular weekly writing group this afternoon. We had another three-word prompt, this time picked at random from a handy magazine. Here’s what I came up with:<\/p>\n

“It’s not that<\/i> common,” said Terry. “But it does happen. Dr. Jameson will want to know exactly what you think you heard, but if –”<\/p>\n

“I’m not here to see Dr. Jameson,” said Margaret. “I just came in to let you know what happened last night. It’s all there in the log. Everything the subject did, it’s all on camera. I just came in to let you know I’m not coming back. I’m tendering my resignation.”<\/p>\n

For the first time, the man looked up from the chemical models splashed across his computer screen.<\/p>\n

“Now, Meg, come on. You know there are procedures. And whatever the subject may or may not have done –”<\/p>\n

“I didn’t come in to argue, Terry. I’m not looking to make waves, but this isn’t what I signed up for, and you know it. Dr. Jameson never said anything about this when he first recruited me.”<\/p>\n

“It was a remote possibility, at best. And I’m still not convinced you actually heard the subject talk<\/i> to you. There’s nothing in the battery of tests we’ve run on the virus to suggest –”<\/p>\n

“Damn it, Terry,” she said, “it knew my name. I’ve never even had direct contact and it knew who I was<\/i>. It knew we were studying it.”<\/p>\n

“What you’re suggesting, Meg…that’s all the more reason for you to talk to Dr. Jameson. If you think it’s actually, I don’t know, evolved<\/i> to the point that it’s capable of speech, to the point of real sentience, you can’t just run away from something like that.”<\/p>\n

“Just watch me. The thing in that cage is dangerous, Terry, and I’m not sticking around to find out just how much.”<\/p>\n

She turned to go.<\/p>\n

“Well, I’m sorry you feel that way, Meg. You’ve been a real asset to the team, but if I can’t convince you to reconsider…”<\/p>\n

“You can’t.”<\/p>\n

“Then I’ve got not option but to let you go.”<\/p>\n

She never saw the gun that shot her in the back of the head.<\/p>\n

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“She could be a handful,” said Dr. Jameson a few minutes later. “A hellcat, even. But did you have to dispose of her in the lab<\/i>, Terrence?”<\/p>\n

“I’m sorry, Dr. Jameson,” Terry said. “But I couldn’t be sure she wouldn’t go to the police, or the press, or –”<\/p>\n

“My word, Terrence. You make it sound like she was some kind of insider. Some kind of spy<\/i>. She was just a spooked biologist. You can hardly blame her, given the recent changes in the subject. The virus has<\/i> been exerting more control.”<\/p>\n

“She said it spoke to her. She said it knew her name.”<\/p>\n

“Well now. That is<\/i> interesting. Have you reviewed the video log of the event?”<\/p>\n

“I was prepared to, once I’d removed the body.”<\/p>\n

“Leave it. If I’m right, we may make better use of her dead than alive. I’m certainly curious to see how the virus reacts in her system.”<\/p>\n

“But, Dr., that’s –”<\/p>\n

“Terrence, please. Don’t get squeamish on me now, boy. You can’t expect to build a better vampire without breaking a few eggs.”<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

I also watched a couple of movies: Real Genius<\/a> over lunch — I’ve seen it before, but it’s still very funny — and The Invention of Lying<\/a> before dinner — which is okay, I guess.<\/p>\n

I did hear from my parents, though, who arrived safe and sound in London. They were at the hotel when I spoke with my father, no doubt still recovering. (When I went a couple of years ago, I was pretty useless my first day there. If the hotel hadn’t let me check in early when they did, I’d have gone to sleep in their lobby.)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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