There's a Corpse in This Bed

Casey Calvert was at the top of his game. Everything was going well.

Then death snuck up like a snake on it's prey.

A/N: I wrote this last year, before Christmas. Just a little while after Casey had died. I know everything wasn't perfect when he passed away, but bear with me. I'd rather remember him as someone happy and excellent at performing. (I wrote this for English class, and The Goerner liked it, so think of that.)