Suicide should come with a warning label: “DO NOT TRY THIS ALONE.” That's where Eli comes in.
Nobody sets out to become a euthanasia agent. It’s the sort of profession one might fall into after years of failure and apathy in more traditional fields. Or after reading too much Nietzsche. Or after carefully evaluating the global parking situation.
Or after witnessing an ailing loved one endure lasting physical and emotional suffering.
Or, as in Eli’s case, all of the above.
Though it’s not exactly accurate to say that Eli fell into the profession. More precisely, it found him.
(cover design assistance provided by the great Bradley Wind - author of Bulb)