Three days later, I opened the lid. At this level, I used to be prepared for something. The bag of lifeless rats had hardly any maggots on it, and those I may see have been lifeless. I picked up the bag, and beneath it, on the backside of the barrel, there have been so many lifeless maggots that it regarded like somebody had dumped two or three cups of rice in there. Solely two have been nonetheless alive, pathetically squirming amongst their legions of deceased brethren. The take a look at left little doubt: The Rubbish Guard was a roaring success.