[VIDEO] Episode 4: In which y-AAAAHHHHHOHGOD FIREFIREOWOWOWWWSOMUCHFIRE!!!!

[angel_junk]

[Bhamba doesn't seem to know that there is an event going on right now, nor does he seem to care. Thanks to several crocodile attacks his transmission equipment is more unstable than others and has been switching on and off at random a lot

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[VIDEO]

[presto_presto]

[The mansion seems to have decided that Cohen's been secreted away with his composing hat on for far too long. Unbeknownst to him, the communicator flickers on, displaying him beating away at the piano in the midst of one of the pieces that he's been working on.

The piano sits only a few feet from the screen, so his face is fairly visible. The one side of it is reddish and starting to slough off, threatening to obscure his left eye.

He hasn't been very careful about his intake.]

[VIDEO]

[angel_junk]

[It doesn't take Bhamba long to notice. Voices are one thing, he's learned to ignore them while working, but piano music? You don't get that a lot at Veridian. He looks up and- of course it's him. An uneasy shudder goes right through him and if this is supposed to be a serenade then he will tell Cohen just where he can shove it, because-

But then he sees Cohen's face. Yes, he remembers it looking not quite right before and yes, he still remembers his arm from the first day they met, but no... no, he didn't remember it being that bad and suddenly his voice sinks and the only thing he can say is the thing that has been on his mind all afternoon.]

You are going to die a slow and horrible death.

[VIDEO]

[presto_presto]

[A flat note. That's the kind of statement that distracts a man from his music.

He looks up at the camera, raises his voice in anger.]

Excuse me?

[VIDEO]

[angel_junk]

I've been analyzing your blood sample for days and to give you a little understatement, the results are not quite what I expected.

[He fishes for and holds up one of the rats; overgrown, deformed, stone dead.]

I thought I'd made a mistake during the extraction or missed whatever makes this work for humans, but your face is not exactly making a good case for that.

[And, just because he feels he needs to be absolutely clear, he adds in a tone that isn't mocking, but a little concerned and a lot like that of somebody who's reviewing an unsatisfying test score.]

You look like hell.

[Voice]

[crymogaea]

Now that's what I called interesting.

[VIDEO]

[angel_junk]

That's not interesting, that's a bunch of dead rats.

[VOICE]

[crymogaea]

Well, one of them is alive. Did you do something to it?

[VIDEO]

[angel_junk]

It won't be for much longer.

[And as if the rat itself was affected by the truth event it runs back a few steps and tosses itself against the container with full force to emphasise Bhamba's point.]

I injected them with a substance that I thought would give them superpowers, but instead it just killed them.

[audio] One of my favourite phrases to say with Sinclair ever is GO:

[worldentire]

...What in God's name are you doin', son?

[VIDEO]

[angel_junk]

I'm milking cows in my mother's wedding gown, what does it look like I'm doing, you idiot?

[It's a little more transparent than usual that Bhamba is a little frustrated with his research here.

He takes a deep breath. Let's try that again]

...I'm analyzing a blood sample, but those results are insane!

[audio]

[worldentire]

How'd they get like that?

[VIDEO]

[angel_junk]

Don't you know? Because this is what I extracted from Sander Cohen's blood sample, this is your plasmid, so don't tell me you've never seen results like that!

[He takes a sharp breath.]

No seriously, please tell me you didn't, because this is a catastrophy and nobody in their right mind should even think about using this on people!

[What can I say? Even Doctor Bhamba appreciates mad science within limits.]