X-Message-Number: 510 From: Yanek Martinson <> Subject: Re: scary Date: Thu, 24 Oct 91 22:08:01 EDT This is a story a friend gave me he photocopied it from somewhere. I don't know the author. I just thought it would be of interest to people on the CRYONICS mailing list. "How neatly things work out!" REVIVAL MEETING --------------- Graham Kraken lay upon his deathbed. His eyes wavering upon a dim and faraway ceiling, he savored the reassuring words. "The odds are all in your favor," the doctor said. The bed seemed to tense beneath Kraken. Springs coiled tautly. "Some day --" the doctor's voice rang with tiny, metallic chimes -- "medical science will have advanced far enough to revive you. Your frozen body will not deteriorate in the interim." The chimes grew hushed. "Some day science will repair your body and you will live again." Graham Kraken died easily and they froze his corpse. He dreamed that he was in Miami Beach and opened his eyes. Blinking into the dimness of his romm, he found a visitor seated at his bedside. "Good morning," said the visitor. The stranger, Kraken noted, was an elderly gentleman with a bald head and a pleasant face. "Good morning" said Kraken in a friendly manner. "Nice earrings you have there." "Thank you," said the visitor "They are antennae." "Oh?" "for the transistor radio built into my earlobes." "Indeed?" "Stereo." "How nice," said Kraken. "How do you turn it off?" "Don't," the visitor responded. "Speak up a bit, please." "I'm sorry," said Kraken. "I didn't know." "Nice weather we're having." "I hadn't really noticed. By the way, have they done anything about that?" "Well, they did for a short time," the old man said. "But they had to give it up." "Too many conflicting wishes?" "I'm afraid so." "a pity." Kraken glanced at the heavily curtained window. As he watched, the glass behind the curtains suddenly shattered. "Oh?" he said. "Riots?" "No" replied the visitor. "Supersonic transports" Another pane of glass automatically slipped into place. "I guess you get quite a lot of that." "Easy come, easy go." "By the way," Graham Kraken asked, "What year is this?" "Twenty-eighty-eight," he said. "Well," said Kraken, "it's been a while." "One year is pretty much like another," said the stranger. "How about money?" wondered Kraken. "Did my estate hold out?" "I'm afraid not," said the visitor. "I had to pay for your revival." "That was very kind of you," said Kraken. He noticed the sunlight edging the window curtains. He rose upon an elbow. The motion made him faint. "Please don't try to move," the visitor said. "It's important that you rest for the heart transplant." "Oh?" Kraken leaned back. "Is there something wrong with my heart?" The visitor stood up slowly. "No," he replied, "but there's something wrong with mine." [ Oh, yes. It's Halloween time. Any more cryoscare stories? (Or are these all misleading memes that we do NOT want to spread?) - KQB ] Rate This Message: http://www.cryonet.org/cgi-bin/rate.cgi?msg=510