If you consume me, sooner than later you will make your maker. I am not needed by people who have enough wealth to have me. I am possessed by the homeless and the poor. What am I?
I once was treasure hunting in the woods. I came upon a man that had a pack on and it was open. He motioned to the right of him to his friend that was laying there on the ground dead, who also had a pack on him, however, his was closed. The thing in the pack caused the untimely demise of the guy's friend what was it?
