BftD: Round peg in a non-existent hole

From Thread 1

You have a permanent lapse of the remainder of your sanity, and start poking the coffin lid with the straw, hoping to penetrate it so you can breathe through it. You're surprised to find that this does not work. Baffled, you pause for a while, considering a change of action.

After five minutes of gentle poking, the straw bends in half. You cry yourself to sleep, and die during a fitful, nightmarish dream involving homocidal latte ninjas attempting to steal your unbent mixing straw.

THE END

Back from the Dead Status
Health:	Dead	Morale:	N/A
Items:	Bent Mixing Straw (rigor mortis)