The first thing he noticed looking in the mirror was the pallid yellow cast of his skin. The next thing was the two black dots in the middle of the seas of red that were his eyes. The palm of his right hand traced his jaw line feeling the stubble of his unshaven face.
When was the last time he had shaved? Andy Simons could not remember. He couldn’t remember the last time he had eaten either. Looking in the mirror at himself, he wondered how much longer he could go on.
