This is second third installment in a Valentine’s Day series of shorts by Jennifer Weigel in which unsuspecting lovers succumb to deadly gases. You can read the first two installments here:
Meanwhile, Brad and Jeffrey were on a date night together to Phillipe’s Haute Couture Cuisine enjoying an exquisite romantic meal by candlelight at the corner table. After pouring Brad a second glass of champagne in their secluded nook, Jeffrey took to bent knee and procured a ring box from his pocket.
“Will you marry me?” he proposed in formal display.
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“Oh, Jeffrey, will I?” Brad exclaimed. “Of course, silly. This is the happiest day of my life.” Brad donned the ring and pulled Jeffrey to him in a wide bear hug as his eyes brimmed over with tears of joy.
Jeffrey melted into the embrace but something wasn’t right. Distracted, he sniffed at the air. He’d gone to such lengths to ensure that this would be their perfect night together, on a special date in a secluded nook at the grandest restaurant in town. He’d planned every detail, even down to the seemingly innocuous display of cut flowers. But what was that smell encroaching on their bliss? The odor hung heavy in the air like a strong smelling cheese, but not one that the men could recognize or find any culinary appeal in.
Brad must have noticed it too, as he withdrew from the embrace and glanced warily towards the kitchen. No one else in the restaurant seemed fazed. Patrons laughed and toasted one another while waiters clustered at the extremities watching for any sign that their services were needed. Brad and Jeffrey were pretty isolated though, so maybe no one else had noticed it yet.
Jeffrey’s nostrils flared as he rose. “Excuse me a moment, darling,” he said as he strode towards the kitchen. He met his waiter head on as he emerged from the revolving door to the back.
“Sir, there is something dreadfully wrong with our table,” Jeffrey huffed.
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“So sorry, Monsieur! Let me fix that for you, right away,” the waiter responded, hurriedly following Jeffrey to where his fiancé sat fanning the air in front of him with the wine list.
“What is that… smell…?!” Brad asked accusingly, his eyes tearing up.
“I’m sorry, Monsieur, but I smell nothing,” the waiter replied, dramatically inhaling deep breaths all around the table.
Jeffrey began to feel adrift and sidled back into his chair. Brad blasted him with sweeping gestures from the wine list in an attempt to drive fresher air in his direction as his face grew more and more pale.
“How can you not smell that?!” Brad questioned, exasperated and gasping for breath himself.
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“Perhaps you would like a different table?” the waiter proposed after sniffing the air, the flowers, and even under the table to no avail.
Jeffrey collapsed in his chair, landing face first in his salade niçoise. Brad fell immediately after, tumbling from his seat onto the floor. The terrified waiter called out for help as he reached towards the men in turn. The restaurant was bustling with activity but it was too late, both men were already dead.
The paramedics and police were bewildered. Names were taken and witnesses interrogated but again there was no sign of foul play, nothing amiss, no lingering fumes to offer any indication of what had happened. It was the second unexplained event in an outbreak of seemingly disconnected deaths throughout the city.
Jennifer Weigel is a multi-disciplinary mixed media conceptual artist residing in Kansas USA. Weigel utilizes a wide range of media to convey her ideas, including assemblage, drawing, fibers, installation, jewelry, painting, performance, photography, sculpture, video and writing. You can find more of her work at:
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This is the kickoff to a new series exploring nature that is kind of horrifying, at least in ways. Our first subject is Vampires Among Us. There are lots of animals named for vampires, sometimes due to folklore and sometimes for their appearance (like the Vampire Squid), but most of these animals don’t have blood sucking tendencies.
Vampire BatVampire Finch
Bats & Birds
There are legit vampire leaf-nosed bats in Central and South America that drink blood. They feed on mammals and are often shown to feed on livestock. They’d be kinda cute if they weren’t so creepy. There are also vampiric birds: some finches in the Galapagos have developed the taste for blood of other birds, mainly seabirds that flock to the islands to raise their young.
Vampire Bats
Leeches & Lampreys & More
And then you get into leeches and lampreys and other denizens of the water that are known to attach themselves to larger creatures and drink their blood. Leeches were even believed to have medicinal value (and still are in certain circumstances). And there are also numerous plants that are known to be parasitic and feed on other plants, wrapping their roots or vines around others to steal nutrients.
Lamprey Teeth
Spiders
Now I’m going to drift off into the realm where this becomes truly horrific. Spiders. Now, spiders aren’t vampires per se, seeing as how they actually kill their prey – they don’t just feed off of it while it remains living and wanders about its business. But because of their structure, they cannot eat solid foods, so they have to inject their prey with enzymes to liquefy it so they can slurp it out like a protein shake. That’s sort of vampirism on steroids if you ask me, just the kind that no one is coming back from.
Spider Eating
Bloodsucking Bugs
But let’s get back on topic. Now let’s consider mites and ticks and fleas and mosquitoes and the like. Some drink blood for their survival; others do so as part of their reproductive cycle (like mosquitoes which otherwise eat fruit and nectar but need the extra protein from blood to grow their eggs).
Ticks need to feed on blood once at every stage of their life cycle and can pick up diseases along the way (like Lyme Disease) but don’t always do so. Different ticks are more likely to come in contact with different things and often humans are not their preferred meal but they are opportunistic and will feed on whatever is available when necessary. Symptoms of illness from tick bites may take years to develop and can have really weird side effects (like the allergy associated with Lone Star Ticks which makes a person unable to consume mammalian flesh).
Spider
Well, you won’t get rid of me that easily… Ha ha, I lied about coming to the end and the afterlife in the Creepy Comics Collages segment, it was just an opportunity for rebirth. Besides, it’s World Collage Day! So having come into another comic book to rework, here we go again…
The Voice creepy comics collage by Jennifer Weigel
Creepy Comics Story 9: The Voice (of God or Reason or perhaps an homage to my ex)
“Come to me my children, the voice of God awaits!… Don’t let them escape!” Please beam me up out of this weird comic collage alternate reality. “God I am your hand! Lift me… to your place. I commend my spirit!” I want to go back to dreaming about starfish.
The computer programmer behind the scenes turns to face us and smiles. “Guardians! This is a place of God!… Come to the true voice of God!” “I am everything.” “Come to the voice!” And the horrific AI generated creatures abide by his every coded word.
Just like last night in the — signs posted for Nightmare, No Exit. The deer spirit faun screams in surprise, “Eeek!” “No! I defy you!” She returns to the form of a little girl with arms outspread to the open sky. “Y’know, a day like today makes all the stuff that happened last night seem just like a bad dream!” The dream seems so real…
Somewhere in the city, the computer programmer sits up at night in pensive monologue, “You try to make a difference… But it doesn’t really matter.”
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The City creepy comics collage by Jennifer Weigel
Creepy Comics Story 10: The City (Metropolis becomes self-aware)
This segment is brought to you by Dead Artists and Talking Dinosaurs. No really, wait for it…
Woooooo Uhhhh Wooooooo Uhhhh… Wump! Uff! Wump! Uff! “She belongs to The City!” The Glenn Fry 1985 hit single looms ominously overhead as Metropolis becomes self-aware. “The City… will live!… The City… will breathe!” The City gasps for air, “Got to… breathe!… Got to… Breathe!“
Her breath is the wind… Her eyes are windows. Her heart pumps fluid through buried plumbing… “I’m The City!” Her mind is The City!
And we have a celebrity appearance by Rich Koz “Son of Svengoolie” WFLD 1973: “I take a nap for 10,000 years and look what happens… some-body builds a city!” Kerwyn chimes in, “Geez! Somebody’s been busy!” And we cut out to a scene of Svengoolie standing alongside his coffin.
Portrait of myself with dark makeup and crow skull headdress, backlit by the sun.
Well, that’s all folks. Or is it? For now, any way… until I get more comic books… Duh duh DUHHHH…
Wow, I can’t believe you’ve stayed the course through four whole strange story posts of these creepy comics collages. But this is the final frontier, the last segment, the standing ovation as it were. So here goes…
The Grave creepy comics collage by Jennifer Weigel
Creepy Comics Story 7: The Grave (shallow enough for ya?)
“It should take longer, it seems to all of them. Such holy flesh should not give before a blade so easily.” “His brow is growing so cold.” “Yes it would be. He’s dying.”
“My god… I’m not dead.” Put the shovel down. “Life is a no-win situation. Besides… You’re already dead!”
“I’m not dead. I’m not dead!… Oh, Oh my god… I can’t move… What’s happened to me?” Buried alive. Or maybe not.
“Dead?” Perhaps I am actually dead. I was expecting something… I dunno… different.
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“I’m not hungry, I’m dead. I’m not sure what I’m doing here, in fact.” At least I’m not a zombie. That seems a small consolation right now though. “My organs are shutting down. It is a relief.”
“Three days have already passed.” We’re just sitting here, rotting. Like Norman Bates’ Mother. At least someone was kind enough to supply a rocking chair. “Oh, one last thing before I go… You’re doing my fucking head in.”
Adrift Afterlife creepy comics collage by Jennifer Weigel
Creepy Comics Story 8: Adrift Afterlife (why you save the best gold coins for the ferryman)
How’d we get here? “I do not stand alone. I am sat in a boat.” “.. to be millions of miles away from any care in the world.” Was that the Ferryman? “Only liberty I know.”
“He does not remember arriving here, or if he has been here before. It is not the island he grew up on, though it feels so very familiar… He has been waiting for the night tides to come in, for they will bring starfish. He has always liked watching them cling to the beach before the current pulls them back into fathoms.”
“And the ocean brings him starfish… Perhaps his father had nothing to do with this place at all.” The ferryman stands on the far shore. It makes no difference now.
“Beneath the ocean, razor-sharp coral grows and plunges towards the surface, sent by a green place that would not like to burn.” “The sand is soft between his toes and he is not ashamed of anything.” The ghosts are here, contentedly it seems.
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Portrait of myself with dark makeup and crow skull headdress, backlit by the sun.
Thank you for joining us for these creepy comics collage art stories. But here’s where we have to leave it off. Trust me, it’s best that way. Besides I’m out of creepy comics to collage with.
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