j. l. navarro

The Dead Man














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Illustration by Bradford JC Frederick

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He looked dead; he was dead; he was the dead man. Rumor had it that he had been reanimated by alien technology. But no one knew with an absolute certainty. He appeared one day in the offices of Ted Mackintosh, the executive producer of Mainline Magazine, a TV news program known for its off the wall, in-depth approach to their features.

When it was medically verified that the dead man was indeed dead, Mackintosh assigned one of his top producers and star reporters to the story. The producer ran into some obstacles when he tried a human interest approach to the story's spin. He wanted to establish a history, interview family and friends. The dead man would have nothing to do with it. He wouldn't even give himself a proper name. His reason for coming to the world's attention was to make people happy, he said. His past, his family, his origins were not important.

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This story is included in The Blood Cake Vendor and Other Stories.

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