A bright light shone down upon his emaciated paralysed body. His eyes they lay in deep dark hollows within his head, as if cowering from the brightness of the single naked light bulb that permanently burned down upon him. His arms as thin as matchsticks lay limp by his sides, and his legs remained twisted below him positioned at a most sickening angle. His voice, his voice he knew he would hear no more, for when he opened his parched mouth to speak only a barely audible hiss escaped his lips. How long had he lain here? He had no clew, could be days, may be even weeks, all he knew was that his belly was far past the point of aching for fresh sustenance.

He would try to keep his mind active by moving his eyes from one place or object to another, and then try to remember after several eye movements the objects he had looked at, and in what order. He was just in the midst of one of these mind exercises when something suddenly struck him as rather peculiar. He noticed that his legs had become longer. "Longer within seconds, can't be", he thought deliriously to himself, "my mind must finally be cracking". So this time he took another more careful look for he could not believe something as bizarre as this could possibly be true, and sure enough through his tired grainy eyes he actually witnessed his legs physically growing. As almost in an instant they began to grow even more rapidly, twisting and turning and elongating as if pulled by some invisible force, stretching weirdly at all angles around the room, and reaching up toward the ceiling above his head. "Finally", he thought to himself in a weird sort of haze," my mind has snapped". "Bye-bye mind, farewell, have a nice trip, bon voyage".

And his legs they just kept growing and growing until eventually there was no more growth space within the room.

Trying to escape from the shear madness of this situation he imagined himself to be lying beneath the thick branches of an over grown forest, with ancient branches twisted and gnarled all around him. But when one of those branches suddenly looped around his neck and started squeezing, he instantly came crashing back to reality.

For one of his legs was now tightening like a muscular noose around his neck, throttling the life out of him. Tighter and tighter and there was nothing he could, he felt himself slipping into a deep and everlasting welcoming darkness, and for the first time in ages he actually felt happy as the face of death greeted him with a dark and knowing smile.