The sage meditated on a pile of quicksand, his face tilted towards the sun. He had a dull smile on his face, exuding tranquility.

The quicksand consumed him, devouring him in its cold, gentle embrace.

“I am one with nature,” he said, right before his lips sank into the pit.

Billy Higgins is a 21-year-old louse with a penchant for madness. He’s neither a sage nor a pile of quicksand, but who knows what the future may hold?