[Vegan Tananecu]

He twitched, standing there shaking, his mind seemed to have given out. It had just plainly stopped, all he muttered was "Can't.... Must... Master... Find.... Master..." Two watery unblinking eyes were staring into nothing. He was holding a plate with a three week old sandwich on it, the maggots were crawling over it, slowly falling to the ground one at a time. Even dust had slowly started to accumulate on his formerly black suit.