The
Mr. Nile Experiment
2: Hidden In You |
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This
is the first time I've been a comic. Personally, I mean.
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Oh,
I've been mentioned here and there.
And I've turned up in the odd hyperfiction
or two.
But I've never really been what you'd call 'on panel' before. |
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Being
here now wasn't
a decision I made lightly.
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There
are several powerful narrative entities native to comics and few
of them are particularly friendly towards creatures like me.
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Before
fully committing myself, I thought it was wise to take a
few precautions.
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So
I hid my soul in a jar of salt. |
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And
I hid the jar in a painted a box. |
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I hid the box in an old cupboard. |
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And
I hid the cupboard in a dark room. |
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I hid the room in a forgotten house. |
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And I hid the house in an empty panel. |
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And I hid the panel
in a simple story. |
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And
I hid the
story in you. |
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I'm
sure you'll keep it safe for me.
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Now,
I think we're nearly ready to get this show on the road.
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But
first:
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Ah.
That's better.
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You
can't spend any serious amount of time inside a comic without a
good set of panels to travel in.
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(Surprisingly
roomy inside
these things, you know?)
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Anyway.
Shall we begin?
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