The Dose of Death
Our Project Takes Place in a World Based on Charles Dickinson’s A Christmas Carol (1843). These series of letters in the first person represent Scrooge’s experiences in a worldwide pandemic and his change of heart throughout the experience. “This boy is Ignorance. This girl is Want. Beware them both, and all of their degree, but most of all beware this boy.”
Letter 1 – The World is Gone
To whom it may concern, the turn of events that have impacted this great world has been most unfortunate. A virus that most have predicted to be just a small outbreak in the population, has made the economy almost nonexistent. The world is in a rapid state of decline and that means the market is also nonexistent. I’ve had to foreclose Scrooge and Marley, and all is gone except for the house and a few of my provisions. With barely any money, and a few of my customers left I can only hope to survive long enough to let the economy rebuild. I feel like the poor are to blame for this virus, their stench has soured this world and now have ruined it for the more noble, and elite men. ”If they would rather die, ”they better do it, and reduce the surplus population” (Dickens 11-12).
Letter 2 – The Events
I am going to continue to write letters every fortnight, so as to not be too repetitive with the current situation. As of now, the economy is still not back on its feet. Some citizens have been relieved from their works as businesses are failing. Beggars on the streets are no different, but their numbers are seemingly growing in size. I have learned to further loathe them for their lack of contribution. Even now it seems not one of them cares about the current situation. I could end up losing my business! My workers are making masks and we are making quite a lot from it.
Another note I must mention is that I keep hearing ghastly noises while I sleep. I am unable to truly identify their origin, but it is odd. Then again, these are strange times. Speaking of which, I have not heard from Marley in quite some time. I would check up on him, but if he somehow has this virus, I might as well not get myself ill.
Letter 3 – Marley
I am writing this note after the night Marley visited me. In the past week I found Marley had contracted the virus and died. In the night, Marley, wrapped in chains and in robes, visited me from beyond the grave. He said to me that I “might have a chance of escaping his fate”. Marley showed me to the window where I saw spirits, bound in chains, seemingly in agony. I refused to believe what I saw, threw myself back into my bed, and covered my eyes with the blanket. It was terrifying.
Letter 4 – The Second Spectre
It happened again. I was visited by another soul from beyond, but unlike Marley, this one was, at first, less terrifying. He spoke to me at first, then turned my own words against me. He showed me things, as Marley did, only this time, it was of people I knew. The young boy, Tiny Tim, I said he was going to die. But it was the truth, oh it was the truth. Yet somehow I feel to blame. Tim’s father does work for me, and that could put them at risk.
Letter 5 – Death at my Doorstep
This was the final night. It occurred a few days ago now, and since then I am a changed man. The final spirit came to me. The harbinger of death himself. Like the others I was shown something, unlike the others, no words were spoken on his part. He was still, silence as cold as the kiss of death. In the vision I was shown my death, and the death of poor Tim. His father had gotten the virus and brought it home, where Tim died. Tim’s father got it because we used imported materials to make masks. Once the vision had passed I immediately drew up plans to let my workers go for a while, and stay at home and be safe. Then I went around town to see if I could find any chemists who could help me. In a weeks’ time we had a cure for the terrible virus plaguing the globe. The first dose was given to Tiny Tim. And I was the last to receive it, out of request.
Dickens, Charles. A Christmas Carol. 1843. Project
Gutenberg,https://www.gutenberg.org/files/46/46-h/46-h.htm. Accessed 4/26/2020