Death was near.
Fear would be the death of him as Andy slowly started pouring him inside a cup.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" Bleach panicked.
"I ORDER 21 POUND OF BLEACH BUT THE DAMN SELLER HAD 20. CAN YOU BEEELIEVE THAT BULLCRAB?"
"NO ANDY. WAITTTTttttttt..."
It was too late.
He was poured out.
And dead
For good.
