2015-11-02 Shady Acres Home is a dump, and Old Fred had the worst room at Shady Acres. It was too hot in summer, and too cold in winter. But despite all this, Old Fred smiled. “One day, my days here will be over, and I will be in a better place.” And when that day came, Fred’s bed was empty. “There was an opening at Golden Arms,” said the administrator of Shady Acres to the staff. “Fred moved out.” When Fred died, nobody said he was in a better place. He’d donated his body to science. That medical school is creepy.