Betrayed by those closest to me. I shall never trust Ronald McDonald or his employees ever again. The galaxy will pay for this. My lactose intolerance has weakened me, yet I live on.
Darkness and diarrhea are all that I know now. I can no longer sleep. My dreams are filled with dancing cows, mocking my weakness. A galaxy with milk producing animals is not safe. I must kill them. I must kill them all.