A thought that horrifies me more than almost anything I can think of.
It’s pretty horrifying, alright.
When I was a kid i watched an episode of ‘The Alfred Hitchcock Hour’ and the episode called ‘The Final Escape’ took place in a prison where a convict planned an elaborate escape. The prisoner sets up an escape plot with the prison gravedigger, an old alcoholic, planning to hide in the coffin of the next prisoner who died, get carted out to the cemetery, and then the gravedigger would return at night to dig him up. When the death toll is sounded, the escaper climbs into the coffin, is buried, and awaits the gravedigger. Finally, after waiting a very long time in the dark, the escaper lights a match — to see that the “next prisoner who died” was in fact...the gravedigger.