I waited for a couple of days, I had to be sure. I was watching it, there was no movement, no sound. I just sat there.
I don’t know what I expected, a sudden resurrection like the mangled villian at the end of a slasher movie coming at me with a cleaver? No, it was wasn’t likely, but I was ready, just in case.
Today I can stand up and turn my back on it with something approaching confidence. A prod with a DM’s steel toecap brought no reaction, I’m done with it and ready for the new and next.
2011 is dead. And I won’t miss it.