He was found in his upstairs bedroom, foaming at the mouth, and screaming profanities. Police investigated the area and found large quantities of pixie sticks and smarties. Large amounts of kool aid were also thought to be a cause. He is currently in the Western State Hospital recovering. His girlfriend, Danielle, told Washington Police 'he had been acting odd lately' and 'he wasn't like himself'...
Five years later, after losing his girlfriend and enduring years of grueling rehabilitation, he was released back into society. Feeling confident, he got a job in a candy factory packaging smaller packages into larger boxes for distribution. The first two months flew by without incident, and his manager was very happy with his performance, and he was put through expedited training and became a supervisor within a year.
After his promotion, he had been living comfortably, now able to live on his own, and in no time, he had begun dating a girl named Lucy. They struck it off well after many months, he proposed. In six months they would wed, and planning was going along well. Several of his family members, who at one time thought he was a lost cause saw the change in him, and gladly accepted the wedding invitations. Things had changed since 7 years ago, and everything was going well for him.
But something seemed off...
The more that his life seemed in order, the emptier he felt as he would stay up for hours into the early morning. His job performance was slipping, and his manager began to question him. With each passing day, he looked at the candy passing by on the production line more and more longingly. Finally, he had enough, and called out sick. That night, after the factory had closed for the night, he snuck in and opened up a box of candy and kneeled there in the dark, sweating, breathing heavily, staring down at the vice that so tightly gripped him six years ago. Would he dare throw it all away? The path to success paved before him?
Finally, he couldn't bear it any longer, as he frantically ripped into the packaging, candies scattering all over the factory floor by his shaking hands as he gathered up some of his favorites into a table and began to crush them to powder with his keys, and pouring the powdered candies on top. Then, he took out a card from his wallet and made five lines of candy dust and rolled up a dollar bill to make a straw. Finally, he did the lines one by one until they were gone, made more lines, snorted them, over and over again, all night long...
The next morning, the morning news captured the exploits of a naked man wearing only a hard-hat taped to his left leg hiding under an overpass trying to sell a child reported as kidnapped before dawn to passing drivers. The event, filmed from a variety of news helicopters,captures the ensuing police chase on foot and eventual capture of the man and release of the child, only mildly bruised, to its family. The program continued with interviews from the man's now retired 7th grade teacher, his manager, a member of his team, a member of an online internet forum, with his now ex-fiancée declining to comment. Once again, the man returns to prison, this time for 17 years with no parole.
