An old man is meticulously writing his masterpiece.
"...and finally, the end." the man writes by pen into the
manuscript. He gently closes the book and holds it up to admire the bindings. Five years was how long it took to write this one. He looks over at his manservant.
"Walter, I am done with my masterpiece.", the old man declares.
"And a fine one it is sir. I'd say it is your best one yet. Do you want me to put it with the others?" says the man servant.
"But of course Walter. But of course."
Walter carefully picks up the manuscript and walks away. The old man pulls out a new pen to start another. Walter walks through several rooms and down a flight of stairs down into the furnace room. He open's the furnace and tosses the book inside.
