There was a Civil War in The States in the 1800s. It was over slavery. The southern states wanted to secede and form their own country and keep their slaves. The north wanted to unite the country but without slavery. Both parties wanted a peaceful solution but neither side would back down. As is often the case in these situations, corners were chosen, ultimatums were given, deadlines passed, and war was the result. Powerful people sent farmers and carpenters to kill each other. Blood flowed thickly as old warfare rules were not changed to adapt to new armaments. Fields of men would take turns shooting at each other standing up so not to be unsportsmanlike. Casualties ran upwards of 80 percent in the early battles. It was some of the most gruesome fighting in America’s history. It was gruesome because it was up close. It was gruesome because it was before antibiotics. It was gruesome because it was Americans killing Americans. It took two years.
The South won. Most historians think it was because of the vampires.
I want you to picture a flag. It’s the flag from the south. It’s the flag of a still living General Lee. It’s the flag of Dark Hazzard County. It’s the flag of undead cultural refiners. It’s a criss-cross ‘X’ of stars following the path of the union jack. In the center of this flag is The Crown. At the four corners pointing to the center are fleur de lis. In the left over spaces are four small upside down crosses. It’s the flag of the
Nightmare South.
The President Ministers have red eyes and long teeth. So do the Surgeon Colonels.
There is still slavery. More than that, there is butchery. Hundreds of thousands of non-caucasians are bred as cattle for the vampires and the population at large. It’s said to be humane because they are bred to be stupid. Their distended heads and vacant eyes are a testament to the gene splicer’s mercy. They can still feel pain, however. Their screams echo in the slaughterhouses and mingle with the screams of the pigs and cows. They are animals. They are given animal’s rights.
This is a society that is fat and rich. The faces are
white and descended from European stock. Proof is necessary. The vampires drift in amongst them. They plead allegiance to the Queen and the Dauphin. French is the other national language. It is a New Orleans full of white poverty voodoo and echoing death in the swamps. It is a Texas full of Shade Parks. It is a Georgia where the cowboys drink the blood of their own horses. It is a Florida where orchards run by the clean undead breed realblood oranges. It is a United Carolina where the word ‘Pahdnuh’ is pushed out past sharp incisors. It is a Mississippi where the
debutantes are ceremoniously bled at their coming out parties. It is a
slaughterhouse Arkansas and a
blood bank Alabama. There are cowboys but no more Indians. Not one single Native American lives.
There are no churches.
This is the
long dark night of the Southern Drawl.
There is an absence of terror. You can buy human meat in the supermarket. It is a society gone so very wrong but no one reacts. There is safety. There is no rebellion.
This is one of the Nightmare Futures.
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