"She's coming back," were the first words I heard 30 seconds after I was pronounced dead. The Intensive Care Unit stunk of goat stench and manure. These were my first impressions when I awoke from coma and entered a society governed by animals. A dysfunctional, corrupted, chaotic place, so similar to the human race. Now, where was I? Was I in Man's world or the animal's? And most importantly, how could I distinguish them apart?