Imagine showing up to work one day and people are like βjesus fucking christ thereβs a corpse in hereβ, 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 itβs some kind of a prank that theyβre pulling, but also the people that you know arenβt into pranks, or arenβt very good actors, are treating you like a corpse. They go weirdly back and forth between talking about you as if youβre not there, and politely asking you to stay still while they figure out who youβre supposed to call in case of a dead body randomly appearing.
Paramedics show up, study you thoroughly and agree that while they canβt see any apparent sign of death, you are, indeed, dead, and ask you to climb aboard the ambulance. Youβre 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 wonβt look at you, the paramedics agree that theyβve never had a talking corpse before, though they wonβt question the fact that youβre moving on your own.
Youβre eventually led to a morgue, where youβre shown a slab to lay on, and at this point you donβt really even question it, you just climb onto the Corpse Shelf and lay down, maybe have a little nap, with no idea whatβs 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 theyβre like βdude what the fuck, youβre not supposed to be here, this place is for storing dead bodiesβ and when youβre like βaw man sorry I thought I was a dead bodyβ they have no idea whether youβre joking and they donβt care, youβre 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 thatβs 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.
