He had slept very well and got up as he used to, get dressed and in great need of coffee to fully wake up, he left the building in search for a good cafe to get some coffee in and on his way he saw a garbage truck driving by in slow motion, he didn't pay much attention to it right now since all senses were about getting coffee in his body so he better could think and act.

In the cafe when he sat drinking his coffee he heard some talking about this garbage-truck and what he heard makes him shivers a bit, they talked about those 2 guys driving it also used it to transport dead guys in the garbage, that didn't sound any good at all, he gets up and takes another cup of coffee and then sits down by those talking about the truck to get more information about it,he didn't like such behavior so he wanted to get to the bottom of this.

When he had been drinking his coffee and getting as much information he could by those good guys he had got a clue, they talked about a house where they always started there round and he wanted to look at this as soon as possible, it wasn't time yet so he lay this on ice and was about to be there early next morning when they started and then he would be their shadow to see what really went on and if it was as the rumor he would make sure this ain't continues any longer.

He had walked into the neighborhood where those garbage-men lived and he saw the big garbage-truck that stands just outside house so he started his spying on them right away, it was early morning and soon they had to get up to do today collect of garbage was he sure of.

After half an hour he see one of the men coming out in his trousers and just that, he walked out to the street and opens his mailbox and takes out a newspaper from there and then he goes inside again and the time goes on, weird this, arent they soon got on their round or what, then he notices a stupid thing, its Sunday morning and no one nearly works then, he get angry at himself and starts to walk home again, what a failure this was, he laughs at himself, the big fool. He has to do this the next morning instead so he gets home and sleeps a bit more since its Sunday and he was very tired being out for an hour and fell asleep directly when getting home again.

Finally, he got it right, now it soon was time for that garbage. men to take their Monday-round and empty people's garbage-cans. He was in good hide waiting for them to get started and it didn't take long before they both sat in their truck heading for the inner-city, but this time they were followed and hopefully soon will he see for himself what the were doing and if any truth that people told him were what they sad to him.

First the stopped at a hotel and there were pretty much they throwup in the truck, nothing weird about that, but when it come to a building one of them walks in alone through a door and comes out after 5 minutes with a plastic-bag, pretty big, that seems weird so he decided to stay a long while they drove away and when the coast was clear he get in where the garbage-man walked in and it was pretty dark there in the hall-way but at the end of it he could see some lights under a door, he listened carefully if he hard something and he didn't so he tried to open the door and it was not locked, in there he saw many cages  and in those cages there were dogs and in there there was a man in a white coat so he walks up to the man and ask him what the hell going on and he tells him the whole story that the garbage-men comes 2 times a week to take care of up to 5 dogs each time that were dead. This was a science-building where they used dogs to learn about many different things before it was given to humans, he got sick but understood it, he had heard about such business before but never liked it but knew it was very important, he walks out in the streets again and throws up in the alley then he walks home in disaster after what he just discovered.