It was getting late and he knew it. He had been walking for two long hours and his mind and body began to wear. He could feel the chilling winter breeze brush over him . . . clinging to him . . . and it seemed he was getting nowhere. He was starving and had no food. Suddenly . . .
he saw a huge yellow illuminated light imbedded into the hard earth. He ran like a man possessed, closer, closer until he arrived at the source of the brilliant light. "Two cheeseburgers and small fries thankyou," he muttered.