It's nothing like they portray it in movies
and comic books. Sure, I'm a zombie now,
which means, sure, I'm dead. I can't stop
these chemical changes. I can't digest.
I can't breathe. There's no way to animate
this body for more than a few days, and
even that's a long time. We don't eat the
living; how could we? The fact is that the
living have eaten us. It's the living
that eat everything. My kidney, for
example, when I was still one of them;
it was good, healthy, and I was able
to trade it for some technology.
Ironically, zombies can't type for long—
my fingers are unbending now, as are
my wrists, and I'm pretty sure this is the
last message I'll ever type. I hope I
can click send before it’s too late...
Sent from my iPad
Tim reads "The All-Consuming":
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Tim confesses: "The speaker of 'The All-Consuming' was inspired by a teenager in China who traded his kidney for an iPad and iPhone."