Surprisingly, I can't take the responsibility for what's happening to you right now!


I do have the cure, however.

Gert's gone. Old Lace too.

Before anyone asks, I didn't do anything.

Alright, so I figure at least one of you freaks has to know something about this. Frankly I'm not down for hearing voices and waking up in odd places with nasty hangover headaches. It's just not my idea of a great time!

I wouldn't worry so much if it just happened one night because let's be honest, I was pretty well fucked. But hand to god, sober as the boring day I was born, last night was exactly the same. Either Lau's poisoned me or something on this shite island is going all weird again and it's probably the fault of one of you. So just confess now and we'll all chase you out with torches and get it over with, yeah? I promise to be gentle when I kick the shit out of you!





FUCK. If I shoot myself in the head will the headache be gone when I regenerate? Just a thought.