BACTERIUM DOCTOR:
Oh my! You're injured! Please, come in! Sit right down!!
Oh my! You're injured! Please, come in! Sit right down!!
The doctor gestures urgently to the soft, fungous cushion in the middle of the room, speaking in a gentle, grandmotherly voice. Everything looks moist and smells like yeast. You remember the bartender's words about the phlegm baths.
YOU:
Oh, uh...I don't know if...I mean, I'm...
Oh, uh...I don't know if...I mean, I'm...
BACTERIUM DOCTOR:
Multicellular animal life, yes! Don't you worry sweetie, we'll get you some pure antiseptic and a cloth dressing on that!
Multicellular animal life, yes! Don't you worry sweetie, we'll get you some pure antiseptic and a cloth dressing on that!