An attempt at Utopian fiction in 123 words.

Once upon a time there was a family of maggots who lived in the hollowed out chest cavity of a dead human. They were a friendly family of maggots and they were grateful for the rich bounty of rotting tissue that the morbidly obese cadaver provided for them. They didn’t know that this was the last human being to have ever lived, all of the others having killed themselves in sheer embarrassment at the state of things. The corpse that the maggots lived in would have killed himself too but he had keeled over when his heart exploded under the strain of clambering onto a chair to put his head through the noose. It was a simple time. It was a happy time.