*THIS IS A RE-POST FROM THE OLD NING*
With all the excited talk about zombies recently, it was with great interest that I made my way to the bakery attached to the Gangplank in Clockhaven this morning. I was told that the mistress of the bakery was away, and I might be able to examine the alleged zombie being held within.
I moved closer to her, and said (feeling somewhat silly): “Miss Dizelle, would you mind sitting up for me?”
In actuality, I expected no response, and was quite willing to continue the examination in the position she was in, but to my surprise, she sat right up.
While it was obvious that she could respond to requests and commands, the towns folk appeared to be correct: she was completely void of vital signs. She registered no heartbeat, no reflexes, and when I placed my ear to her mouth and nose (the nose was missing) I could detect no trace of breath. The smell from her mouth was, however, exceedingly foul, and she was indeed missing all of her teeth for some inexplicable reason.
I sat down next to her, and she began to whimper somewhat. It was a disturbing sound, as her vocal chords had clearly deteriorated excessively. She was looking at me, though it was clear that her eyes no longer worked as a team, but quite independently; despite this, though, she was able to look me in the eye as she moaned, and was able to mostly follow my finger as I moved it back and forth in front of her face.
The more I worked with her, the more placid she seemed to become, and strangely she filled me with a sort of calm I hadn’t expected. Other than the odd moan or grunt, she was quite quiet and watched me with what seemed to be curiosity.
I find Miss Dizelle to indeed be clinically deceased, though clearly able to function in a manner that I am at the present time unable to explain. I would very much like to spend more time examining her to see what the limits of her mental faculties are, and how much she may be “domesticated”, for lack of a better word. She seems able of conscious thought, and it is my feeling that to destroy her in this condition would be against the Hippocratic Oath. I feel she is quite harmless.
Doctor Miggins, most interesting find. Is she still below the bakery sir or has she now passed on too the nether world?
The last time I went to visit her there she was missing. Someone mentioned they had heard she was tending bar in a west end pub, as shocking as that is to believe, but I have been too busy to check on her myself. Perhaps I will go take a look sometime this weekend.
Most interesting sir. If ever you do find her I would be most interested in helping you in whatever way possible. Mind you sir, I have no background in medicine, just a keen interest in the after life.
so another member of Babbage’s walkng dead community?
O dear, and how many Denizens of the Dead have we about? I have spotted a steam powered spider and a steam powered automoton, rather large and noisy, skulking about. But I have yet to spot one of the Undead. Well, the revenant kind that seem non-sentient-ish, at least. I am not making any claims about those of fair skin that avoid the harsh rays of the sun and care for dark dress accented with scarlet. Their conduct of their lives and private activities are none of my concern, nor affairs.