Stuck to the side of the hive by a vengeful child, this small glued bug looks out hopefully at the sun, waiting for its happy rays to break the chemical bonds which hold many feet to the painted wall. Of course, there may be more sinister reasons why this bee stands (or sits) there staring, but it is important give the void a break once in a while, and guess that evil used to have friends, back before it first tasted meat.     É for they were the dead, and Vengeance was their life.