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Simon looks up from his cereal. “Did you just say magic beans are turning people into zombies?”
Dash nods. “It works like this: Guy buys beans. Guy consumes beans. Guy feels great. The next day, he does it again. Same result. Then the supply runs out. Gradually, the higher brain functions shut down. Guy becomes sluggish, lifeless. Looks awful. Just before the end, the undead rage kicks in. Guy turns on his friends and loved ones.”
Marshall raises his head from where it’s resting on the table and glares. “Dash, just shut up and remember to buy coffee next time.”