Thread:Roxasofmalice/@comment-24416841-20140908221605/@comment-11459798-20140910034640

A sound of relief came from the man's chair as his body hit the floor, eyes wide open but clearly empty of any soul. On his face a mocha stain and a look of innocence, as if a great burden had been lifted. It was clear that this man had died of a heart attack while performing his work. No response came from his body except for the eventual twitch of rigor mortis setting in.