His last meal was a somewhat underwhelming ‘gourmet’ chicken
sandwich and side of curly fries, with a decent cider to wash it down with.
His last book was ‘Red Dress At Midnight’, a 40’s hardboiled
detective ‘novel’ that was as predictable as it was cheap. At least it had a
decent car chase near the end.
His last job was a ‘Customer Service Administrator’, a.k.a Complaints
Hearer, at the nearest giant mall chain location. It paid the bills, just.
His last thought was ‘BUS!’
His first action after he woke up was to run his ‘hands’
over his new ‘body’.
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