The greasy humidity and the perpetually penetrating fragrance of a dump truck creates now a yellowish hue that resembles a creature's stomach.

Inside this creature's stomach lies a man named "Jeffrey". Jeffrey is a vicious man who slays beasts, conquers giants and overcomes life's toughest obstacles. He has the highest level among his peers being known to have the highest rank. He is the man....

But a man sitting on a crusty stained computer chair, glued to his screen for hours on end. Twenty two year old Jeffery in real life, is actually a gamer. Online, he indulges in peeving other players who are simply there to have a good time. In realty, he is yet to build the discipline to do anything significant. He exists off of his parents money, living in their house, and cashing in pay checks from welfare from the "evil" and "corrupt government" who made his life like this.

The crumbs of the once crispy chips his mum buys for him, lays waste on his revolting, smelling face. The aroma of pies, chocolate and fast food fills the room as Jeffrey's damp hands rummage for more food while his eyes are drawn to the bright and colourful lights projected by the screen. His brain is connected to the matrix, and reality escapes him, and he sinks into the abyss of instant pleasure.

moist hands can be heard rummaging for more food as his eyes are glued and entranced by the vivid and colourful lights being emitted from the screens. His brain plugged into the matrix and reality escapes him and he falls into a pit of instant gratification.

Jeffrey's moist hands digging for more food as his eyes are entranced by the vivid and colourful lights being emitted from the screens. His brain, plugged into matrix and reality escapes him and he falls into the pit of instant gratification.

Jeffrey's damp hands rummage for more food while his eyes are drawn to the bright and colourful lights projected by the televisions. His brain is connected to the matrix, and reality escapes him, and he sinks into the abyss of instant pleasure.