[Body, 648 words, Genre: Realistic Fiction]

* Image courtesy of Dirk de Bruyn

Edward was dead, had been dead for the past week. As Edward had been dead for the past week, he had lost his name. He was no longer Edward. He was just the body. How had the body ceased to live? That was the question, and the question could be answered with an overdose of prescription drugs. An overdose of the antipsychotic known as Seroquel. He had taken too much. How much exactly was not to be confirmed. He, after experiencing a temporary fit of psychosis had taken all of his backlog of medication that had been prescribed to him. The whole packet of Seroquel that had been given to him. Initially, he had laid down on the couch and fallen asleep, but after that, he had never woken up.

And now his body, lying on the couch as it was, was going through the stages of decomposition. Laying next to the body was a half eaten bowl of cereal. The cereal decomposed as did the body at a steady rate. Nobody bothered to visit Edward and so it was sure that the body would go through all the stages of decomposition before it was discovered. And it would probably be discovered by the mailman or real estate agent. That, or the next door neighbour at sensing the smell.

In his final moments, Edward had thought that everybody was trying to kill him. At sensing their supreme dissatisfaction with his being. Thinking that they were going to torture him before committing the act of murder, he loaded his mouth full of those Seroquel waifers and now he was no longer Edward. He was just the body.

The first stage of decomposition as the body begun to rot away was the initial decay. The bodily juices that were contained within the living organism that once was Edward, begun to leak out. And microscopic bacteria started feeding and breeding on the flesh. The cells and human tissue started to break down, being cooked at room temperature. Without anyone to turn on the air conditioner the tiny single bedroom apartment that the body was housed in acted as a cooker on the flesh.

All of those liquids and solids in the body were being turned into gases, which made way for the next stage of decomposition. Which was where the body started to bloat. All of those liquids and insides that were once meat, were being turned into gases… All of that bacteria churning away at the dead flesh. The body bloated up like a balloon being blown up. Flies and other little insects were attracted the smell that hung in the air.

The smell begun to spread throughout the apartment and waivered in the air. Spreading to the surrounding neighbourhood apartments. It was at that point that his neighbour picked up the scent. It looked as if the body would not go through the whole spectrum of decomposition.

His neighbour sat in his apartment, “What the fark!? What the fark is that smell!?”

His girlfriend, a frequent visitor of his household commented, “I think it’s coming from the neighbour’s house.”

“Bloody idiot probably left some meat or something out and now it’s rotting.” The neighbour went over and knocked on the door of the apartment where the body lay. After ten minutes of knocking and calling out the body’s name, there was no response.

So the neighbour called the real estate agent and complained about the smell. The real estate agent came over and opened the apartment to discover the bloated body. The police came around, as well as the undertaker and disposed of the body.

When the real estate agent asked what the police put it down to. The police officer in charge answered, “Another day in the suburbs. Another person that nobody cared about. A suicide. Post Mortum will be able to figure out how he did it.”


Arie de Bruyn Born in Sandringham, Melbourne, Victoria (Australia) on the 15th January 1987. Son of Alison and Dirk de Bruyn. Youngest sibling to Kees and Abram de Bruyn. Diagnosed with schizophrenia at the age of 22. Holds a bachelor degree from Deakin University in Arts (Media & Communication). Attended several high schools. Has lived and worked internationally in New Delhi, India; and Thailand. Currently resides in Geelong, Victoria, Australia. Written several books and self-published them (Check out products and downloads page). Works jobs to earn himself a livable wage. contact: twitter: @firstofkin

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