Mindwarp Page #5

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My father, a freak. A monster.

Am I, Judy? And what are you?

Why did you leave InWorld?

Because InWorld is finished.

I'm the last generation. They don't

even bother to reproduce anymore.

They're already dead.

But you and I, we're

different, aren't we?

We wanted life.

This is life.

This is hell.

No. Hell is for the dead.

But here, it's life.

Look around you.

These people would never believe

in a God of love, a God of light.

Yet, I've given them

a reason to live.

What reason?

Dreadful though it is, I've

given them a structure.

A religion, hope.

They're blind, Judy,

and I see for them.

They've survived.

I'm sorry you don't see it as I do.

But you will, soon.

No!

They'd been living in the landfill

for some time before I came,

but they'd forgotten what

any of this was for.

I've helped them to remember,

to use it as a foundation

for the future.

Now they have a purpose

with each new day.

They don't exactly look

happy in their work.

Oh, sometimes it takes a

bit of encouragement.

The carrot and the stick?

In a manner of speaking.

And the stick?

Sometimes as literal as that.

We have a number of

short-term problems, Judy,

that I'm trying to address.

A solution to one in particular

could solve most of the

others in the long term.

Your people must love you.

Skilled labor is at a premium,

sometimes OutWorlders are

a help in that area.

Willingly?

You must know that a few must

sacrifice for the greater good.

For your greater good.

You learn quickly.

I have nothing to learn from you.

Really? Is this as far

as you're willing to go?

I'll go as far as I have

to, but with Stover.

He didn't sink under. He

survived without all of this.

You think he's going to fit

into your little future world?

So far, he's fitting

in very nicely.

Stover! Stover, I love you.

What have you done to him?

Nasty little creatures, really.

Recent mutations with

an unusual life cycle.

The females swim into

the orifices of a host

to lay their eggs on

membranous tissue.

The males lodge in

the nervous system

to keep the host calm

during incubation.

The larvae are parasitic.

In the early stages, they

feed on nervous tissue.

The host organism starts to twitch

as its dendrites are consumed.

It's said to be pleasurable, like

being tickled on the inside.

Please let him out.

Get him out!

I'm afraid it's too late for him.

No!

I thought you were strong, Judy.

I thought you could face reality,

not as you want it

to be, but as it is.

It doesn't have to be like this.

It does, but not in the future.

We can change it, Judy, you and I.

We can remake this world.

What are you talking about?

You and I, Judy,

we're from InWorld.

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