Arnold laid on the stone wet with his own blood. Nub of a right arm twitching. His mind was not right. He was hungry. The days he spent immobile had taken their toll. He needed food or he would die.

Luckily there was a Wal-mart a little more than a block over. Arnold struggled to his feet. His messenger bag digging into his dislocated shoulder. The pain was excruciatingly bearable. The blood might have rushed to his head had he not lost so much already. Arnold needed to teach himself to walk again after not moving for so long. His light lit his immediate area, but even seeing that much hurt his eyes. The Wal-mart sign flickered in the distance.

"Thank god they're twenty-four hour." Arnold thought, "I haven't the slightest what time it is."

Arnold took his first step as a cripple. "Put one foot in front of the other…" Arnold sang. The Wal-mart sign inched closer. "I wonder if I get a one arm discount." Arnold thought.

Arnold approached the automatic doors. They opened, which is what they should do but over the past few days Arnold learned to never take anything for granted. But if there was one thing Arnold could rely on it was the great savings he could get at Wal-mart.

Arnold approached the grocery section, luckily it had the same layout of the one he was used to. "Something easy to cook." he thought. Arnold grabbed a two liter of Dr. Mouth and a box of Cheesy Coup d'etats. This resembled Arnold's typical Friday night. Arnold walked up to the check out. Arnold's Ex-Wife worked the register, in the nude.

"Find everything alright?"

"Hm?"

"Find everything-"

"Oh yeah, yeah. No complaints." Arnold said as he bled all over the floor from his severed arm. Torn ligaments still twitching as if they controlled something.

"Alright that will be four fifty."

That is what Arnold liked about this combo, under five dollars. Arnold checked his pockets and remembered he had no money because why would he need money in a cave?

"Don't worry Arnold." said a voice. Arnold looked down to his side and saw a tiny anthropomorphic pig with a dollar sign on its flank, a top hat and a moustache. It had the voice of Frank Pillbug. "Just reach on in me and take what you need."

"Thank you Admiral." said Arnold as he reached in its coin slot and removed five bucks.

"There you are." Said Arnold handing her the money.

"Ten cents is your change."

Arnold ate the change and left the store. After he left the store closed. Now he just needed to get back to his place. He assumed where he was lying was his place. After all a sixteenth of his weight in blood was there. Arnold got there and laid down just as he was before he left. He reached for his cheesy coup d'etats but found that they were not there, nor was his Dr. Mouth. Arnold assumed he must of left them at the store. Or it may have been a fever dream. Either way, he was still hungry.