{"id":3844,"date":"2012-12-20T10:48:48","date_gmt":"2012-12-20T18:48:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.rifters.com\/crawl\/?p=3844"},"modified":"2012-12-20T10:48:48","modified_gmt":"2012-12-20T18:48:48","slug":"and-so-another-build-begins","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.rifters.com\/crawl\/?p=3844","title":{"rendered":"And So Another Build Begins."},"content":{"rendered":"<p>So many eons, slept away while the universe wound down around him. He&#8217;s dead to human eyes. Even the machines barely glimpse the chemistry ticking over in those cells: an ancient molecule of hydrogen sulphide, older than suns, frozen in its hemoglobin embrace; an electron shuttled sluggishly down some metabolic pathway two weeks ago. Back on Earth there used to be life deep in the rocks, halfway to the mantle; empires rose and fell in the time it took those microbes to draw breath. Next to Kai, their lives blurred past in an eyeblink. (Next to all of us. I was every bit as dead, just a week ago.)<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m still not sure it&#8217;s a good idea, bringing him back.<\/p>\n<p>Flat lines shiver in their endless march along the x-axis: molecules starting to bump against each other, core temp edging up a fraction of a fraction. A lonely spark flickers in the hypothalamus; another wriggles across the prefrontal cortex (a passing thought, millennia past it&#8217;s best-before, released from amber). Millivolts trickle down some random path and an eyelid twitches.<\/p>\n<p>The body shudders, tries to breathe but it&#8217;s too soon. It&#8217;s still anoxic in there, pure H<sub>2<\/sub>S gumming up the works and shutting the machinery of life down to a whisper. The Chimp starts a nitrox flush; swarms of fireflies bloom across <em>Pulmonary<\/em> and <em>Vascular<\/em>. Kai&#8217;s cold empty husk fills with light from the inside out: red and yellow isotherms, pulsing arteries, a trillion reawakening neurons stippling across the translucent avatar in my head. A real breath this time. Another. His fingers twitch and stutter, tap a random tattoo against the floor of the sarcophagus.<\/p>\n<p>The lid slides open. His eyes, too, a moment later: they roll unfocused in their sockets, suffused in a haze of resurrection dementia. He can&#8217;t see me. He sees soft lights and vague shadows, hears the faint underwater echo of nearby machinery, but his mind is still stuck to the past and the present hasn&#8217;t sunk in yet.<\/p>\n<p>A tongue dry as leather flicks into view against his upper lip. A drinking tube extrudes from its burrow and nudges Kai&#8217;s cheek. His takes it in his mouth and nurses, reflexive as a newborn.<\/p>\n<p>I lean into what passes for his field of view: &#8220;Lazarus, come forth.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>It anchors him. I see sudden focus resolving in those eyes, see the past welling up behind them. I see memories and hearsay loading in the wake of my voice. Confusion evaporates; something sharper takes its place. Kai stares up at me from the grave, his eyes hard as obsidian.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You asshole,&#8221; he says. &#8220;I can&#8217;t believe we haven&#8217;t killed you yet.&#8221;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>So many eons, slept away while the universe wound down around him. He&#8217;s dead to human eyes. Even the machines barely glimpse the chemistry ticking over in those cells: an ancient molecule of hydrogen sulphide, older than suns, frozen in its hemoglobin embrace; an electron shuttled sluggishly down some metabolic pathway two weeks ago. 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