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The repeated reports of zombies, people in a trancelike stte working as slaves in the fields of Haiti, gain credence by virtue of a firsthand report by a former victim named Clairvius Narcisse, from the village of L'Estere. Narcisse, who had always been in good health, suddenly and inexplicably took sick in 1962. His sister brought him to the Albert Schweitzer Memorial Hospital in Deschabelle:
"I couldnt get enough air in my lungs[Narcisse said]. My heart was running out of strength. My stomach was burning. Then I felt myself freeze up. I heard the doctor tell my sister, "I'm sorry hes dead". I wanted to cry out, to tell her that I was still alive, but I was unable to move".
The doctor examined him, pulled a sheet over his head, and signed a death certificate. Later in the day friends came to pay their respects, and Narcisse said that although he could see and hear them, he felt no emotion. At the cemetary he heard the dirt falling on his coffin. The next thing he remebered was standing next to the grave in a trancelike state. There were two men who refilled the grave, tied a rop to his wrists, and took him to a farm where he became a slave working in the fields with about 100 other unfortunate souls.
According to Dr. Lamarque Douyon, director of the Psychiatric Center in Port-au-Prince, the so-called zombies are people who have been drugged by a voodoo sorcerer, pronounced dead, buried, dug up from their graves, and kept drugged during their enslavement as agricultural workers.
Narcisse thinks he has been enslaved for about two years when one day the overseer evidently failed to administer the dose of drugs that kept the victims in the subservient condition. Some of the "zombies" regained their faculties, relized the state they were in, and killer the overseer. Released from the effects of the drug, Narcisse soon became his normal self. He did not go back to his native village because he believed that the brother who lived there had made the arrangement to have him drugged by a voodoo practitioner.But when in January 1980 he heard that his brother had died, he then decided to return.
So 18 years after he was thought to be dead and buried, Clairvius Narcisse walked back into the lived of friends family and relitives who had mourned his passing nearly two decades before.
"I couldnt get enough air in my lungs[Narcisse said]. My heart was running out of strength. My stomach was burning. Then I felt myself freeze up. I heard the doctor tell my sister, "I'm sorry hes dead". I wanted to cry out, to tell her that I was still alive, but I was unable to move".
The doctor examined him, pulled a sheet over his head, and signed a death certificate. Later in the day friends came to pay their respects, and Narcisse said that although he could see and hear them, he felt no emotion. At the cemetary he heard the dirt falling on his coffin. The next thing he remebered was standing next to the grave in a trancelike state. There were two men who refilled the grave, tied a rop to his wrists, and took him to a farm where he became a slave working in the fields with about 100 other unfortunate souls.
According to Dr. Lamarque Douyon, director of the Psychiatric Center in Port-au-Prince, the so-called zombies are people who have been drugged by a voodoo sorcerer, pronounced dead, buried, dug up from their graves, and kept drugged during their enslavement as agricultural workers.
Narcisse thinks he has been enslaved for about two years when one day the overseer evidently failed to administer the dose of drugs that kept the victims in the subservient condition. Some of the "zombies" regained their faculties, relized the state they were in, and killer the overseer. Released from the effects of the drug, Narcisse soon became his normal self. He did not go back to his native village because he believed that the brother who lived there had made the arrangement to have him drugged by a voodoo practitioner.But when in January 1980 he heard that his brother had died, he then decided to return.
So 18 years after he was thought to be dead and buried, Clairvius Narcisse walked back into the lived of friends family and relitives who had mourned his passing nearly two decades before.