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Friday, June 19, 2020

Vestigial Thoughts

“Hello?” A voice inside Irwin’s head asked, “What’s going on? Why can’t I control my own body?”

“Curious,” Irwin said aloud, “You’re still here.”

“How are you saying that with my mouth? With my voice? Who are you?”

“Allow me to explain. You and I are both participants in a fantastic experiment, merging the best of ourselves into one single entity. For you, it was mostly your, uh, physical attributes. For me, it was mostly my mind with it’s superior intellect. I must say that after I completed my experiment, I did not expect my optical orifices to be inseparable from my brain. And I certainly didn’t expect your vestigial thoughts.”

“So you expected my thoughts to just sort of die off? You killed me and stole my body? And now I’m just a voice inside my own head? A head YOU are currently in control of?”

“You need not be so terse in your descriptions. I assure you that I did pan to dump the leftover together eventually.  My body would likely be...adequate for you.”

“I know nothing about you, but I am absolutely sure I do not want to be you!”

“I’m afraid you will have no choice in the matter...”

1 comment:

  1. ;P; OUCH! clever story & original, like the phase of dumping her mind into his old body which wouild be good enough for her