Food. It comes to me. Hunter, deliveree. I eat in haste, my thoughts on the next thing in my queue. I eat in haste and the heavily processed meal tastes dull and lifeless. It occurs to me that it should - it has been dead for some time now. For a split second I question my own vitality, then quickly move on the next thing in my queue. My queue? The screen remains dark - it too is lifeless, basking in an eerie glow...the LED from my speakers. It is starting to sink in...my queue, my path, my focus, my blinders...poof. They are gone and I am so alone. Utterly alone.