Myaogu'irce Park: Old and Dead

"Have you heard the news?" Asking no one while sitting in the park,
the old man did cry out. "It's my birthday and I'm turning..." stopping quietly in mid-sentence, with that he slumped over and fell away from the bench.

The passers by simply stepped around him while the birds paid him no attention at all. It didn't matter how old he was, nor was it of any importance how or why he died. The fact was he laid there now in the fetal position next to the bench. It was no question that he was dead, oh no. However if anyone should stop to do anything, that person might get in trouble. These days being anywhere near a crime scene or even calling in a death could get a person thrown into jail. Finger prints could link a person to the crime, then that person is a suspect, if no other conclusion is reached then that person is accused and while a good story may weigh heavily in their favor who knows how the judges day has been going. The judge may decide to end it all and have the person locked away for years until more evidence concludes their innocence.

Getting up slowly after a good five minutes had passed, the old man looked around baffled that he did not have a crowd, or even one person at his side. "You know in my day if a person died unexpectedly everyone ran to see if they could help!" He shouted clearly agitated. After having said his peace the old man sat back down on the park bench and waited there for a minute or two.

"Have you heard the news?" The old man shouted once more, clearly having forgotten the whole incident. "It's my birthday and I'm turning... eight.... no... nine-hundred and twelve!" Still looking confused yet sure of his math, "Oh what joy instant recovery from death has brought me." Speaking only to himself now, staring down at his feet as if to cry. "If only it wasn't too late, maybe then I wouldn't be so lonely..."