Bartley_s Guests.docx - Bartley\u2019s Guests His name was Bartley Crowfield He was working late He was a scientist working on a machine that would

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Bartley’s Guests His name was Bartley Crowfield. He was working late. He was a scientist working on a machine that would simultaneously induce a coma, feed the patient, give him a foot massage, perform Reiki and give him a manicure. It would revolutionize brain surgery, and Bart was determined to be the first to design and build it. He was sitting in a computer lab used for biomedical engineering research on a large university campus. There were two long tables with state-of-the-art computers on them. On one side of the room was a window. The blinds were up, revealing a large full moon. There was a door on the other side, with a lock that was hard to open once it was locked and hard to lock once it was opened. A rock came sailing through the window and crashed into the door opposite it. Bart jumped out of his chair. “What the hell!” he shouted A tall figure slipped through the broken glass, entered the room and stood by the window. It was a woman with very pale skin, dark rings around her eyes and wild, straw-like blond hair. She was wearing a little black dress. Bart caught an overpowering stink that made him dizzy. He covered his face with his hands. “Where do you keep the brains around here?” asked the woman. “What brains? This is the Biomedical Engineering Department,” said Bart. “Oh crap!” said the woman. She picked a cell phone from the bosom of her dress, punched in a number and put it to her ear. “Central, you’d better pick up! It’s me. Guess what? You sent me to the wrong freakin’ lab! Now what do I do? What are you laughing at? Oh, go to hell!” She hung up the phone and put it back into her dress. “Well, I guess I’ll just have to take your brain and hope it’s clean! Man, I hate this job!” The zombie began to lurch toward Bart, who jumped up out of his chair and backed toward the door. “Whatever you are, don’t come any closer!” he said. The woman stopped in surprise. “Bartley? Bartley Crowfield? You bastard! You stood me up on prom night and took that slut Brianna Bryant instead!” Bart’s mouth dropped open. “Doreen? Doreen O’Reilly? You … you’ve … changed!” “I know,” said the zombie woman. “Death does that to a person.” “You died?” “No. I got like this from eating too much health food! What do you think?” “Hey, I’m sorry,” said Bart. “I really thought Brianna dumped me, you know?” “You still shouldn’t have stood me up!” said the zombie. “I had this new dress and great hairdo and everything! Now all I want from you is something to eat, you jackass! I’ve got five hungry zombies
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waiting for me in the Command Central breakroom!
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