Imagine showing up to work one day and people are like โjesus fucking christ thereโs a corpse in hereโ, herd you to the back room and everyone who sees you also agrees that there is now a dead body where you are sitting, with the appropriate amount of shock and disgust about it. You figure itโs some kind of a prank that theyโre pulling, but also the people that you know arenโt into pranks, or arenโt very good actors, are treating you like a corpse. They go weirdly back and forth between talking about you as if youโre not there, and politely asking you to stay still while they figure out who youโre supposed to call in case of a dead body randomly appearing.
Paramedics show up, study you thoroughly and agree that while they canโt see any apparent sign of death, you are, indeed, dead, and ask you to climb aboard the ambulance. Youโre taken to the temporary corpse storage that hospitals have.
On the way there you ask them whether this kind of shit happens often, and while they wonโt look at you, the paramedics agree that theyโve never had a talking corpse before, though they wonโt question the fact that youโre moving on your own.
Youโre eventually led to a morgue, where youโre shown a slab to lay on, and at this point you donโt really even question it, you just climb onto the Corpse Shelf and lay down, maybe have a little nap, with no idea whatโs going to happen next.
Then you wake up to someone walking into the morgue, who has the shit scared out of them when you move, and theyโre like โdude what the fuck, youโre not supposed to be here, this place is for storing dead bodiesโ and when youโre like โaw man sorry I thought I was a dead bodyโ they have no idea whether youโre joking and they donโt care, youโre just chased out of there.
And you just kinda go home and take a shower, show up to work normally the next day and nobody questions it.
And basically thatโs probably how those ants feel when scientists spray them with the Pheromone That Dead Ants Smell Like, and just hang out at the dead-ant-pile until the smell wears off.
I was waiting to find out what social issue this was going to be a metaphor for, so that ending really punched me in the face.
