Where does one draw the line between "human" and "zombie"? In other words, what makes us "human" and "alive"? When we typically think of a zombie, we think of a mangled, mutilated groaning corpse that has only one main goal: to kill humans to eat their brains. A monster with no feelings other than an obsession to consume. A human, on the other hand, can feel emotions like love and anger and grief and are generally seen as much different than zombies, as humans are alive and usually don't eat other people. A living being who can genuinely enjoy the experiences life has to offer, such as creating relationships with other living beings. "First Person Shooter" by Charles Yu challenges this idea that zombies and humans are vastly different. Yu accomplishes this challenge by having the main character have this obsession with his love interest of Janine, where the main character states that they "hate everything about her except for...
Act I, Scene I Interior. JENNY and her BROTHER are in her bedroom, the afternoon sunlight streaming in through a window. JENNY holds a candle - it's white with coffee beans on the bottom. Jenny: [shoving candle towards her brother] Eat it. Jenny's Brother: No. [furrows eyebrows, turning away] Jenny: [continues trying to shove it in her brother's face] Eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it! JENNY backs her BROTHER into a corner with the coffee end of the candle pointed at his mouth, brandishing it like a sword. Jenny's Brother: [nervous laughter] Stop it Jehhhh-nee or I’ll enable my force shield to turn your bones into dirt! Jenny: [sighs, stops pressuring her brother] Okay fine. [pause] Let’s light this and then blow it out. Let’s do it like twenty times in a row. It’ll be just like our birthday. Jenny's Brother: Why twenty? That’s too many times. Jenny: Fine, twenty-eight it is. Jenny's Brother: No. That’s more than twenty. Jenny: Oka...